Friday, August 7, 2009
On Tuesday Drew had his first soccer practice. We signed up for soccer while he was still playing t-ball and he's been waiting for this for months! We told him soccer would start in August and he kept asking us if it was August yet. He actually had his first soccer practice the same day that we got home from our vacation. He knows a couple of the kids on the team from t-ball and has the same coach, which is nice.
Before Drew's last surgery, I didn't think he'd be able to play soccer. He just didn't have the energy or stamina to run around for very long. And even though it's silly, I grieved that. I remember listening to my friends talking about signing up their boys for soccer and thinking "we'll never get to do that." I was bummed because even though I didn't play soccer as a child, it seems nearly every other kid does. It's a part of growing up in America.
Anyway, it was just a really proud moment to be able to take Drew to soccer practice AND watch him run around with his teammates. I doubt any of the other parents would have been able to guess which kid on the field was born with a heart defect. It's just another little thing that most parents probably take for granted. For us, it is a victory.