All winter we wait. We optimistically think, “This is last snow storm, spring must be right around the corner!” We put away our heavy coats and sweaters, often prematurely. We look for the bright yellow and vibrant purple of crocuses peeking out through dirty, grey snow. We listen for birds chirping in the pre-dawn hours to confirm that spring has arrived. And then, finally, the wait is over. Spring arrives.
We have visions of long family walks while the sun warms our backs; of tending to the garden and nurturing new plants to life while our brood frolics around us; of lazy afternoons on the patio soaking up the sun. And then reality sets in. As lovely as spring can be, in our house, it’s more like Extreme Parenting, Spring Sports Edition. In short, it is a nightmare.
For starters, when you’re watching a soccer practice at 9:30 AM or a baseball game at 5:30 PM, what little sun there is lacks the power to warm your back. Or anything else for that matter. It is freezing out! Especially when your heavy coat and sweaters have been packed away.
There is simply no time for walks or gardening or soaking in the sunshine when you look at the calendar for Saturday and need to determine how you can be at the Girl Scout Cookie pick-up at 9:00, soccer at 9:30, hip-hop at 9:30 and baseball at… 9:30! Reality check: you can’t! And your kids can’t either. For ages you’ve known that a clone would be a good thing for you. For all moms. In fact, I’ve even suggested the notion of a “sister wife” to my husband — just another gal around the house who would be my pal around the house and help out as needed — car pools, laundry, shuttling kids and equipment to and fro… and if she occasionally “helped” my husband out too well, that’s fine by me because the reality is, this spring schedule is exhausting! But I digress…
The spring sports schedule has me thinking that even our kids need clones. How else can they be at the baseball practice and soccer game? At lacrosse and hip-hop? It’s just not right. I’ve always prided myself on “just saying no” and not overscheduling our children but I fear this spring has done me in — so much so that I am already looking forward to next winter, when the days are short, the activities are few and I dream of curling up by the fire… a fire which, for the record, we only lounged by a handful of times this past winter but even so, a girl’s gotta dream. I just never thought those dreams would include a sister wife and a fireplace!