I should have known the day that after giving birth to my first son that I was going to be watching him play sports eventually. After giving birth to my second son, it was inevitable. I've had numerous conversations with my sister, my friends, my parents, most of who are within an arm's reach, about how we don't get to see each other much. I always respond, "well, we are so busy with soccer." I hope that because this is always my response, people don't come to believe that this has become an excuse. But the reality is, those boys come first, they are my priority, and they have chosen for us to live the life of a soccer family.
It hit me today the hardest. Eric will be 13 this week. We had planned to celebrate with a family dinner. This dinner would be with my parents, my sister and her family and of course my own. This is something that we haven't done in quite awhile, so needless to say, it is well deserved. The plan was to eat together this Sunday, until.... soccer. Hmmmm, I was so excited about our family dinner, I forgot to check the soccer schedule. Jacob has a tournament this weekend, and although Jacob technically doesn't have to be a part of our dinner, it is the first time we've all been together in awhile, so I really want us to all be there. I spoke with him about not being at the tournament for Sunday but that crushed him. He has to be there for his team, they can't do it without him. So, change of plans... can we reschedule dinner? Sad that we all have to do that...
But needless to say, soccer won. So as I accept that I am officially a working soccer mom, I tell you that it is not easy. Caring for a house, running errands, being a taxi driver for soccer, cooking meals, helping with homework, and oh yeh, I work 9-6 everyday. Don't forget all of those that matter in our lives that are not under our roof. We will see them eventually. I am a busy, working soccer mom. Didn't I mention something in the title of this blog about a glass of wine?
