It mostly my fault, I get it. I've succumbed to the pressure of sports. It started last year with t-ball/softball and has leaked over into the fall season to encompass football and cheerleading. You know those people who you invite somewhere and their response is always, "Sorry, we have a game," or "Can't do it, we have practice." Well, I've become one of them.
The thing I hate the most about the sports deal are the running, running, running. Poor Shawn left work twice that week and came directly to the practice field. The great news is all three of our kids have the same practice time at the same field. While Ayden's tackling (or trying to dodge being tackled) the girls are learning their cheers.
Aside from the extra-stress of having yet another "thing" added to my list, I believe I have come to pinpoint why I'm relishing in the sports pool. Aside from the obvious of introducing kids to teamwork, skill and exercise, it forces family time. We are out there watching our kids and cheering them on, versus being at home with everybody doing their own thing. As much as I hate to admit it, I need a little forced family time out of the house with my kiddos.
If you are sitting on the sidelines wondering if you can handle the extra job of practices and games, I can tell you that for me it's been totally worth it. I dragged my heels forever, not wanting to become "one of them," because I didn't want sports to rule my life, but now I'm seeing that it doesn't rule it, it helps prioritizes it. I'm not saying that sports are the priority, I'm saying that the family is and that sports can help enhance that.
