My Glamorous Life as a Sports Mom

There are days that, I am quite sure, people think I have too many kids.

Today. Just for an example.

I went from having one adult per child over the holiday to having one adult total. I am that adult. Completely outnumbered and swimming in the testosterone flooded sea that is my life.

And with that sea of testosterone comes sports. Lots and lots of sports. Tonight happened to be basketball. Me. And four kids. By myself. In a tight gym where every inch of wall is filled with parents watching their precious children throw a ball as large as their head into a hoop at least 4 times as tall as they are.

To make matters worse all the kids were all tired, we were running late, and it was team picture night. You can just see where this is going right!? It’s like the building of a climax in a scary movie and you just want to yell, “Don’t go in there!!!!” I went in there anyway. Not that I had a choice.

So there I was dragging, pushing, and encouraging my children to move as fast as they could so we could make it as close to on time as possible. One of them still had ketchup smeared on his face from the very nutritious dinner of hot dogs and macaroni and cheese they had just partaken of. One was in mid tantrum caused by who knows what calamity. The other two were just looking on as if witnessing a car crash much like the adults around me who watched hopelessly as I wrestled with them. We get there just in time for pictures only to realize I had forgotten the order slip in the car which was parked in the farthest parking lot away.  I’m smart like that.

We went back and grabbed the order form.  Pictures went well and the rest of night was spent trying to entertain three kids while also cheering on the fourth attempting to hurl that enormous ball into space.  Ah, they do grow up so fast.  At least that’s what I hear.

And now the children are in bed.  And I’m watching this Brad Pitt for Chanel {SNL Spoof} video over and over again.  Oh!  And then there’s this skit with Bruno Mars.  If these don’t make you pee your pants then perhaps your day was crazier then mine!


  1. You’ve gotta love it, right?! Just throw in some Strong Bad emails and destress til our padded room co-op is ready!!

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