Valiant attempts of a Mom to have time to herself!

This morning Lana and I went to the YMCA (where I have a gym membership). I wanted to do a cycling class from 9-10am. So I came early per the instructions on the schedule, which said that you need to check-in half an hour early to the class in order to get a number which serves as a pass to get you into the class. The staff told me that they do this with classes that are high demand. I should have just kept Lana out of the day care until the class started but silly me I thought, Hey, I'll just stick her in early and then go get her after the class (that would have been a total of 90 minutes). She's done that before so it's not completely ridiculous of me to think that this was possible. Unfortunately I didn't take into account other children. Lana is very keen on watching other kids. The only other kid in the care center when I dropped her off was a little girl who was screaming her head off because she didn't want her mom to leave. I stayed for about 10 minutes to see how Lana would react to this kid's tantrum; she seemed fine with it. Frankly she seemed more than fine with it she seemed oblivious to it as she was fully consumed with playing on an Exersaucer. So off I went. About 10 minutes into my cycling class in came the care worker. Poor thing, I thought my kid's giving her problems. Now she has two screaming children. So I hopped off my exercise bike and went back into the care center, quieted Lana down and then left again to go see if I could get any more time in my class.

As an aside I didn't want to just call it quits at this point because I figured it was a bad association for Lana. She cries her head off and mom comes and she gets to leave. I want this care center thing to work because it gives me some GOOD time away from Lana. I get to exercise and clear my head... This will work I tell you because I will MAKE it work, so help me God!

Anyways, I did get another 15 minutes in the class which was nice. Then in came the care worker again. Ok, I figured I'd have to leave this time. I was right. Oh well, better luck next time.

I just hope she's not learning to scream for mom at this gym. That is not a lesson I want her to learn.