When You Realize You’ve Become an Actual Soccer Mom

I’m really cool.  No, seriously.  I know that’s what your mom used to say about herself as you smirked and rolled your eyes at her behind her back.  But, I really AM cool.  I wear MTV t-shirts, watch The Kardashians and love a fun night out.  I mean, I listen to The Weeknd, for god’s sake.  I’M COOL, DAMN IT.

Granted, those MTV shirts might show my age (born in 1980 and ain’t mad about it), my own mother, who’s nearly 30 years older than me, watches The Kardashians, too, and those fun nights out usually end by 11:00. But, so what?! I’m still a rockstar!…as P!nk said.  And even though I may be a “rockstar” in my own mind, I’m also a mom.  And now, I’ve realized that I’m an ACTUAL soccer mom. Whaaaat?  Yeah.  My 5-year-old son plays soccer, and I’m now spending my Saturday mornings for the next 2 months at a soccer field.  The games start at 8-freaking-15 in the morning.  Awesome.

So there I was this past Saturday sweating in the Houston humidity lugging a soccer backpack and a water bottle, pushing my 2-year-old in a stroller while my little soccer player slooooowly made his way behind me down to the field.  (You know I’m married, so you’re probably wondering where my husband was.  The dear had to work…alone…in the air conditioning…poor Daddy.) The good news was that my son had fun AND finally kicked the ball during a game, which didn’t happen during the entire Spring season.  Progress.

So, whether it’s soccer or another sport or experience as a parent making you feel a little…ordinary, boring, out of it, remember that the cool person in you still exists.  And if your kids don’t believe just how cool you are, they will eventually.  It may take 20 years, but they’ll come around.  Have fun, parents.  YOU are a rockstar. 🙂