It's March. Most people associate March with St. Patrick's Day or March Madness and the crazy that is NCAA basketball. However, in this house, the crazy is all about soccer.
This season, my boys have practice on the same night, within 30 minutes of each other, and my daughter has practice on two separate nights, which means 4 nights of soccer practices for this momma, plus half of Saturdays for games when they start.
It's a funny thing about parenthood that nobody really talks about, being the parent of an athlete. You never know what kind of parent you're going to be on the sideline when your kid is on the field. Why think about it? When you're a new mom, you're thinking about diapers and feedings and sleep training. Then they get into the toddler stage and you're thinking about teaching them to eat real food and potty training and pre-school. THEN they enter school, and you are ready to sign them up for sports, and you're so excited about how cute they will look in their little cleats, and their little uniforms, and how they will have no idea what they are doing on whatever field or court they are on but what you still don't think about...is what YOU will be doing during those games while you watch them.
I learned, very quickly, that I am THAT mom. I will be yelling, screaming, cheering, running up the sideline with my kiddos while they play. No matter how many times I tell myself to calm down, the next play that involves any of my kiddos, I'm up and yelling again. It's a problem.
So, along with soccer practice four nights in a row, needing to make sure dinners are crock pot meals or pre-made to help with dealing with 4 hungry kiddos after those soccer practices, then baths and bed-times, I have to make sure I rest my voice and stretch on Saturday mornings because for 3 hours (between all my kids' games) I'll be whooping it up and ranting and raving like that mom on the sidelines. Anyone else on the crazy train with me?
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