While my two little guys sleep peacefully on this relatively dreary Mother’s Day eve, I’m sitting here downing some relaxing “Calm” (Magnesium Citrate).
This mama bear is a bit nervous about tomorrow morning.
Rick and I signed up for the Sporting Life 10 km run in support of Camp Oochigeas (a camp that serves children with cancer — even providing on site chemo treatments). We’re all about building family memories, and from an early age, so we’ve decided to take both of our little ones on the run.
This means that, at 7:30 am, we’re packing up two separate strollers (neither double that we own will provide enough comfort for Jack & Harrison to last a full 10 km walk/run), a 10-week old baby and a two year old toddler, and heading up to the north end of our city.
I’ve got our gear set out, the diaper bag packed
and the strollers fully stocked.
But I can’t actually wrap my head around locking ourselves into a 10 km route along some of Toronto’s busiest streets with no access to a vehicle to boot him if we need to.
It’s all about public transportation tomorrow since most streets are closed and if you drive up to the start it’s pretty hard to go get your car after the race. So we will see how it goes.
Maybe it’s just my Type-A anxiety kicking in, or maybe this really is a bad idea. Only time will tell..