A little scary

So, I did something a little scary today...I signed up C1 for Baseball. Now to most people this would not be scary...to me it is. It is his first time playing ball. He's 12. I am scared for him, not about him getting hurt..but for the pain he will probably feel being the first time he has ever played organized ball. The pain of realizing he sucks. No gasping here folks. all of our kids suck at one thing or another. The pain of knowing that all of these boys know what the heck they are doing and he doesn't. The pain of knowing that they will probably make fun of him and it will hurt. He will feel the pain, and I will feel his pain, only tenfold.

We were all teased as kids, picked on, ridiculed for our clothes or shoes or what our parents did or if we only had one tv or still had a rotary phone. And we may or may not remember how it felt. I know I dont fully remember. I do remember that I didn't give a damn what people thought about me. Still dont to this day. I am who I am, love me or leave me, its your loss or gain. >:)

It pains me so much to hear him complain about kids at school picking on him, teasing him, calling him names. As much as it hurts him, it makes me want to cry. How could someone pick on my baby. The boy who helps strangers and neighbors alike. He once got $20 for cutting someones grass. He had to bank half and gave the other half to the lions club. He is an amazing artist, can play any instrument he picks up, has a huge heart, can build the most amazing lego creations. he is an awesome kid. Yes, I know, I am biased. Yes, he's amazing, but this morning I had to bite my tongue to not call him stupid to his face! No gasping here either...we've all wanted to do it in the heat of the moment when they do something so STUPID!

I dont want him to feel pain, but by not protecting him from it am I making him a better person?

For the record, I did sign up for for a camp so he can learn to catch the ball :)