You guys, I’m a soccer mom now.

Soccer mom.

A title I never thought would be relevant in my life.

Oh my, how the mighty have fallen.

There I was, on a muddy soccer field at the most ungodliest of hours. Yes, me. Standing for hours, IN THE SUN, not even remembering to reapply sunscreen every half hour. I cheered. I stomped. I yelled at my daughter to look at the ball. I was all of the things.

Soccer mom, that was me.

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