Why I took my son to the Raptors Game even if it’s a lot of work
I’ve been there.
That moment when you’re deciding to go or not to go. Weighing all the pros and cons in a few minutes as it rambles through your brain.
It’s a lot of work to go to an event much more the Raptors Finals!
You have to think about 10 things that may/may not happen, but you prepare nonetheless.
It would be better to stay at home and lounge. Start back my crochet projects and just watch the Raptors on TV.
But…
The mom guilt pours in. It’s quite potent.
And I thought to yourself, am I being selfish and robbing my son of the chance to experience being in the Raptors game finals?
He’s 3.
How would he know? How would he remember?
But I WILL remember.
Just as much as I would love to lounge, I think about this thought.
What would my son take from being there?
It will be loud. Fans may go out of control. The place will be packed. He might want to poop and we are far from the restroom.
But throughout all this worry, I suddenly realized that I’d rather WE experience it together than stay at home.
And so while I have to prepare for a whole list of things.
Yup, snack box, foldable chairs, waters, juices, fruits, jacket, spare clothes.. oh the list goes on.
The thought of experiencing quite a historical event takes over me.
Yes people, Raptors in the finals is pretty BIG DEAL in Canada! Like huge especially since the team has NEVER reached this far in the NBA.
So yes, pretty HUGE.
And the best part of it all is, I get to do it with my son.
I get to take him, and we will have so much fun.
It’s this thought that takes over me.
That feeling that while our children is growing up that we take an active part of their life.
It’s a small decision (Heck it’s 5 mins walk from where we live and should really be a non-issue )that makes a difference.
But even then, that small decision is part of building memories with our children.
That he may not remember all of it but I will. I will remind him. I will tell him about that special time we had experience something quite historic in our lives.
And that my friends, makes the mom journey quite a lot different from the single life.
When you literally think about your kid more than yourself in those tiny little mundane decisions.
And you know what, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Here are some of our pics together.
