Musings of a Compulsive Thinker

Soccer Moms and My Future?

Sometimes I imagine what motherhood will be like. I have these scenes in my head of getting up in the morning, making sure my kids have their homework together, getting their lunches ready to bring to school, packing them into the car and seeing them off; scenes of family board games after dinner, of parents and kids all crammed together on the couch to watch a movie. I even see myself cleaning the kitchen in the middle of the day, doing laundry, picking the kids up from practice.

I want to be a soccer mom, in the most general sense of the term: not necessarily a mother of soccer players, or even of athletes (though that would be a plus), but my kids will play an instrument, or play a sport, or take ballet, or sing in the school choir, or something. And I will go to every recital, every game, every concert.

There will be family picnics on weekends; Sunday visits to the grandparents; bedtime stories; cookie-baking lessons in the kitchen degenerating into cookie dough feasts; trips to museums: things that families do.

I imagine all these things, and I have great hope in the future.

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posted by the alygator @ 9:55 AM