Monday, February 23, 2009
That's what they call it. The building that houses the Kindermusik program does not have a normal elevator. They have a lift. Most people use the stairs...that is indicative of the fact that most people can hold their child and go down the stairs. I can't...I have to use the lift. I am petrified of the lift.
When we went last week, they had to get the lift for me b/c I was using my stroller to get the kids inside. I didn't think it was a big deal until the woman came from behind her desk, walked downstairs, and told me to wait there. Then I see this door at the end of the hall and there is a box that is coming up from below. That's the lift. She opens the folding metal door and the other door and helps me in. Then I have to keep my finger on the button until I get to the lower level. Sounds easy enough, right? Well, I'm horribly claustrophobic. I mean pee my pants and start to sweat claustrophobic.
So, I push the stroller in and there's no wiggle room. I'm not even sure I can fit myself in there, but I do. The lady closes both doors behind me and I push the button. We start going down. I keep my eyes on my precious little babies thinking that they'll keep me sane, but they look scared shitless too! Then the light disappears...no, not the light in the lift, but any sign of daylight! We're surrounded by cinder blocks...nothing but concrete. It's creaky, wobbly, and scary. The babies are looking at me like I'm freaking crazy for putting them through this, but it'll be worth it, right? God, I hope so.
We finally get down to the lower level and someone helps us out (it may have been my mother b/c we went when she was down to visit, but I can't remember because I was on the verge of blacking out). We get into the Kindermusik room and the instructor tells us that the class started 45 minutes ago...they were just finishing up. You know what that means, right? Back into the lift!!!
So, we're hitting Kindermusik again today and I am to face the lift again. Am I nervous? Damn right. Do I think I can do it for my children? Absolutely. If it weren't for them, would I have signed up for this class? Nope...and only because of the lift.