I try and teach my children right from wrong and how to be competitive without being a poor sport, after all, I am extremely competitive myself. When a parent from your own team makes it a point to tell you that your child is very talented yet did not have a good season and could be very good if he actually tried and paid attention, now that is where alpha mom jumps out. My child puts effort in and excels at whatever he does. He earns every win and every trophy. There is no hand outs given.

As a parent, this breaks my heart because I know when I send my child to school tomorrow coming off the devastating season ending weekend, he will be mocked and picked on by his not so nice team mates. This breaks my heart.

Parents remember this, teach your children to be good people. The world has to deal with them when you are done.

I learned something very important today. I sat in a gym with a bunch of sweaty boys and irate parents (me at some point) for hours. I still am not feeling well so I was a touch grumpy. What did I learn you ask? I learned that this kid in the blue and gold pinning his opponent right there, yeah, he is my hero. My reason for living, and ,one of my main reasons to feel like me again. This kid (his name is Mikael and he is 9) is the most amazing boy I know. No, make that person I know. He goes out week after week no matter how crummy he feels and tries his hardest to come out on top. Today he did not he came in 5th, and our season is over and there will be no going to states this year, but he came home smiling even after the kid in the red clawed and scratched his face and I yelled at the coach. This kid is my champ, no first place trophy needed.
What I learned is an important lesson, he is a better person than I am as well as a damn good son!
I love you Mikael and thank you for teaching me, sometimes I need it.

My life is nothing short of crazy 24/7.  As a mom of 11 year old girls and a 9 year old son most people can just imagine. I work full time and manage to still run the kids to all their sporting events and "social functions"...until just recently.

I suffer from Chron's Disease and Fibromyalgia. These seemingly controllable diseases do not rule my life, I refuse. Until recently...
I have literally been hospitalized and have now spent 3 weeks literally in bed. You may wonder why I am choosing to tell you all of this but there is reason. I am at the end of my rope. Nothing is showing up with any of the test that have been done at this point.

Do you know how hard it is for an active 31 year old mom of 3 to stomach this? (no pun intended) As I sit here and write this and let off steam, I feel better about life already. After all, I do have some pretty great kids and a pretty great husband, and an even better mom than I could ever dream of being. All of them just standing behind me rooting me on and taking care of me.

Who wouldn't be jealous of my crazy, absolutely PERFECT life?