During the game, I was constantly reminding him to sit with his team, cheer on his teammates, and pay attention. He was only 4, but I did not realize this was what I’d signed up for. My soccer mom dreams were not coming to fruition. I barely sat in my chair, I did not speak to any other soccer parents, and I certainly did not get a chance to drink my coffee. I found myself counting down the minutes until the end of the game.

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