not tough enough...

I don't think I'm tough enough to be a football mom. There I've said it. How does any mom get through this without crying at every practice. Last night the two hour practice seemed to take forever. They ran the kids into the ground. I watched Jackson get to the point of utter exhaustion. During a water break he would just lean against the fence and try to pour water into his mouth. He could tell by the look on his face that he was struggling and it was tearing my heart out. After an hour and 15 minutes of practice I didn't think he was gonna make it through. But my little guy pressed on. I was so proud of him, but at the same time I wanted to run out on the field and pick him up and take him home. Then there was about 10 minutes left of practice, as Jackson was running, barely able to lift his feet off the ground he looked over at me from the field with tears running down his face. I just yelled,"don't quit buddy, it's almost over". He made it through. He could barely walk to the car afterwards. He got in, put the seat back and cried the whole way home. I told him I was very proud of him for sticking with it. And pushing himself. And I was. My little guy is the toughest little guy I know. He's stronger and more driven than his mother every could be. This is going to be a very long season.