A Mom’s Got To Do What a Mom’s Got To Do

This was my last soccer mom weekend ever. Jane will continue to play but she won’t play at the park again because she’s planning on playing three sports in high school and you just can’t dance at two weddings. There were moments that it felt bittersweet but it’s mostly exciting that Jane’s moving on. She’s ready and I’m more than ready to have weekends back. Friday night Jane’s friend Jill slept at the house with us. Her parents had to work so I was taking her for the weekend and …

The Soccer Mom Culture: Turkey Tournaments

Jane played in a soccer tournament these last two days. For those of you unfamiliar with tournament play, in most children’s sports the most talented kids play post season games in and around their regions. There’s usually an A (All star) team, a B team (almost all stars), and a C team or two (kids with some potential and/or involved parents). Tournaments last one or two days, and the teams will play two to three games a day. The games are usually a few hours apart. Families really need to …

Four Steps For Soccer Moms

Later this afternoon I’ll be taking my kids to their first soccer practice of the season. Well, maybe my kids, maybe one kid? I’m not 100% sure who has practice and at what time. I’ll have to call the coaches (yes, someone else is coaching my kids this year) and find out who plays when. I could have avoided this, and I’d recommend to all my readers that you be the team parent, room parent or whomever does the emails. It’s really quick and easy if you set it up …

Soccer week 4

Girls won, son didn’t play, he was punished. Severely. Parenting sucks, it’s way easier to overlook this stuff. My girls team is gelling, they’re hugging each other and passing and hanging out together after practice. Jane played against Bea (one of her teammates from the Spring season) and refused to stop hugging her. Uh, yeah, competitive spirit ladies? I cannot begin to say how proud I was of Jane and and Bea. Bea rocked the field, she saved every shot on goal and punted it to heaven (gotta teach that …

I Wasn’t Always a Soccer Mom: I Used to Be Soccer Girl

Before the station wagon and the sensible haircut, before the modest clothing and industrial strength brassieres, before nightclubs and proposals there was soccer. Oh, let me clarify, in my childhood there was soccer. In late August of 1975 my Mother was on the telephone with her friend and said to me, "Bill’s going to coach Jen’s soccer team this year. Would you like to try playing?" I remember the phone call, I remember that my mother was in the kitchen with the phone that had the very long cord. I …