All of us. Hudson hated the practice and even the idea of the practice. I hated the feeling I got when I realized that he didn't even want to try. I'm upset that I allowed myself to get mad and frustrated by this situation. I'm ticked that I've allowed society to tell me that my son should be playing soccer. It's really like putting a square peg into a round hole.
Hudson has never shown interest in balls. Never. In the back of our minds I think we always hoped that Hudson would learn to enjoy sports or that once he got around other kids he would see how fun it could be. He just doesn't. (his brother is another story!!)
When it was time to get dressed for practice, Hudson began to moan. He fought Jason as he tried to dress him and Hudson began to cry before we left the house. I told him that all I expected was for him to try. If he participated in the practices and played the games and at the end of the season it still wasn't something he enjoyed, then we would not force it on him. I just wanted him to give it a chance. We were outside for a few minutes and he was already complaining. The other boys began to kick the ball and run after it. Hudson just stood there. After a while he walked back over to Jason and told him that he didn't want to play. After some discussion, Hudson began to cry and get upset. We felt embarrassed and disappointed. My first thought was, "he's not like the rest of the kids. Look how much fun they are having." I quickly reminded myself that Hudson has NEVER been like the rest. He walks to the beat of his own drum.
Then you have brother upset because he can't get on the field and play. Sheesh!
This picture pretty much sums up how we all felt.
We drove home in silence as I thought about what just happened. I won't lie. It's hard for me and I struggle with my feelings. Part of me says that he's just 5 and that after more exposure he may come around. The other part, deep down inside, knows that he probably won't ever like sports. That's okay. I just wanted him to at least TRY.
We got home and ate dinner. As we were eating, Jason discovered that our sink faucet was broken and there was a crack in some of the pipes. We had some leakage and water issues under the kitchen sink. Of course, Hudson was all over that and wanted to watch and see what was going on. I told Jason that we should just send him to Maytag Repairman School and be done with it!
This week I have really had to pray about my feelings. I have such mixed emotions and at times I feel let down because Hudson doesn't respond or react the way I would like for him to. Then I feel guilty for feeling this way. I know that God has great things planned for him. The sooner I realize that he doesn't follow the "norm" the better off I'll be! I'm sure tomorrow I will regret this post but I believe in being honest. I never want to pretend that my life is perfect or that our family never has problems. I know in the big picture, life could be much worse. However, this is something I have dealt with most of Hudson's life and at times it's just hard. I love him more than anything and honestly would not want him any other way. It's just a journey for me and one that is often hard.
"May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." Romans 15:13
