Soccer Season

Sometimes I wonder if my kids really see how much l love them and how much I sacrifice for them. This wonderment is particularly strong during spring soccer season. Where we live, spring is a mix of sunshine, wind, rain, wind, snow, and more wind….like 60 mile/hour winds! None of my kids are soccer stars and will honestly never play for a university, much less go pro. But they wanted to try it and my son in particular has the most fun playing it and has stuck with it. I love that he is having fun and that he is exercising and making friends and learning team building and social skills. I fully support it and whether it is my weekend to have my kids or their dad’s weekend, I am there. Lots of parents are there. I am positive that to the birds in the sky we are quite the spectacle in the spring. I wear multiple layers, gloves, hats and then a blanket wrapped around me like little red riding hood to block the wind as best as possible. And during a rainy day, because we still play unless there is lighting, we all look like drenched rats by the end of the game. Then there are the days that the sun is beating down on you and you are not only wind burned but sunburned as well and you look like a very ripe tomato for days. And as the birds laugh, I’m sure they are, I wonder, do my kids see? If not now, I hope that they will look back at this time as an adult and know that they are so very much loved.