When my brothers and sisters and I were younger, we used to ask each other that all important question kids ask themselves and each other. If you could have any super power in the world, what would it be? Super strength? Ability to fly? Make yourself invisible? See through walls?
I hear Chase and his friends asking each other these questions when they're playing video games or watching a super hero movie. Chase's response is always the same. He wants to fly, turn things to ice, and be able to clone himself. As a parent, I don't know how many times I've wished I could have every super power ever imagined.
It wasn't until recently though that I realized, I do possess super hero powers! When we become parents, we are automatically able to access that super hero power in ways we didn't think possible. What's amazing about it is that we aren't even conscious of it. We develop the ability to read minds.
We know what our kids are going to ask us before they ask us. We can see through walls. When our kids are in the other room and it gets a little too quiet, we can 9 times out of 10, know exactly what they are doing without seeing them. We become physically and mentally stronger.
I remember carrying Chase in his car seat in one hand, and two bags of groceries in the other hand, while unlocking the front door, and not thinking anything of it. As our love for our children grow, so do our parental super powers.
I am always encouraged by the stories that I hear of parents who draw upon the love they have for their child to perform acts of heroism. Like the woman in Canada who fought off a polar bear to save her 7 year old son. Or the dad in Kansas who lifted a car off of his 6 year old daughter. These powers we possess make what we are willing and able to do for our children almost limitless.
Chase started at a new school this year, in a new school district. I had been searching everywhere to try and find a school or educational environment that was more conducive to Chase's learning style. Over a year ago, a friend of mine heard through the grapevine about a small school about a 30 minute drive away from our home and my job, that used project based learning methods to educate their kids.
After visiting and researching the school it sounded like this might be a great fit for him. I registered Chase, and found out just before he was set to go on summer break that he had gotten in. While in the last IEP meeting for him, at his old school, I advised the team that Chase would not be returning to their school. We talked about the new school and in the process, they naturally asked where it was. When I told them, everyone had similar reactions.
They looked at me like I was off my rocker and said in a shocked tone, "Isn't that far?" "You're going to commute?" My automatic response was, "What is the alternative?"
Why wouldn't I do all possible to ensure my son was getting the education he needed? When school started this last September, I went from a 6 minute commute between home, school, and work, to being on the road approximately 2hrs, Mon-Fri, but I hardly notice it.
At the end of the day, Chase is enjoying his new school and he's learning. As I drive back and forth between school, work, and home, I find myself focused more on the things I'm grateful for than the time that is passing. I guess I can add ability to pass time in traffic to my parental super powers.