I, like millions of others around the world, have once again hopped on the Olympic bandwagon and am excited about all these summer sports I've never heard of (if you know me, a passion for sports does not come naturally).
I think it's pretty clear based on my love of food, wine and Netflix that I will never compete at the Olympics, but then I started thinking, maybe I'm already participating an Olympics games all my own: the "Mommy Olympics". Read on to see what I mean.
Traditionally a sport featuring sabres and a face mask... if you're a mom, you'll recognize this as "Floor Time". When your baby was a newborn, floor times was a fun, low key activity. But around six or seven months every item becomes a potential weapon and it's up to you to dodge your way to safety.
On an Olympic track theses athletes look graceful and manage the hurdles with ease. As a parent, you are also familiar with the hurdles, but it's jumping over your kid's crap all over the floor when the phone rings during bedtime or nap time. That shit is real and speed is of the essence to avoid wake ups.
Long Distance Running
Though I haven't experienced this myself yet, I can tell you from observation this kicks in when your little one starts cruising and/or walking.
In the Olympics this sport is beautiful and involves perfect coordination. For the Mommy Olympics, this is bath time. Where in the Olympics you get to practice coordinating movements with your partners in the water, as a Mom, synchronized swimming is trying to get your crazy mobile little one clean all over. Unfortunately, there's no way to anticipate what move you're babe will make next, so in real life this lacks a lot of the elegance of its Olympic counterpart.
In the world of parents I think we can all agree that diaper changes with a little one who has learned to roll is the Mommy Olympics equivalent to the gold medal wrestling match.
Before I had my son I picked out a bucket seat that was good for a baby up to 35 pounds. So frugal, so smart I thought. As a new mom though you don't factor the weight of the actual car seat, and how heavy that sucker is when you're carrying it, the baby, the diaper bag and your purse from once end of the parking lot to the other. It's an impressive feat and one definitely worthy of the Mommy Olympics.
I hope you are all enjoying the Olympics! What's your Mommy/Daddy sport of choice? Let me know in the comments below.
I love to cook, entertain, craft and create - all while being a wife, friend, daughter and a mom to a little boy.