It's still surreal that my parenting concerns no longer involve sleep schedules, breastfeeding, and checking the weather when deciding between the Ergo and the ring sling before an outing. I put so much goddamn time and energy into researching, selecting, and executing every detail growing, birthing, and babying my kid, it almost seems unfair that a period that necessitated so much planning and consideration ultimately flew by in a sleepless, blissed out, stressful blip. Then I find myself on the sidelines, thinking the things every parent is thinking during weekend sports, and, well, I realize that very few things really change when it comes to raising a child that will stress you out and make you so damn proud, all at once.
The small human who once didn't even have fully fused skull bones — whose every minute life details I once agonized over and obsessively researched — is a kindergartener who can shower independently from start to finish, reads me bedtime stories, and rolls his eyes when I'm being a drag. It's a mindf*ck, to say the extreme least, but like, a mighty nice one. But, again, some things just don't change. Specifically, weekends. As long as your kid is still a kid living in your house, your weekends never look the same as they did pre-baby, and they actually never stop changing. With every new phase of your child's development comes new things you do on the weekends, things they do on the weekends, and things your family does on the weekend together.
A very particular part of an average weekend with kids? Sports. When it's your turn to dive into this lifestyle, here are some of the thoughts that will inevitably cross your mind while you're plugging away on the sidelines: