Bennett started tennis lessons yesterday. For the past couple of years–minus a couple of month-long breaks–he has taken swim lessons. With his interest in other sports on the rise, we thought tennis would be a nice change of pace (and umm…we forgot to register him for soccer). So…no swim lessons this month. We’ll see how tennis goes and re-evaluate in a few weeks for November activities.
One of the benefits of living in an urban environment is the abundance of recreational activities. Even with municipal budget cuts, there’s still lots of opportunities out there. With all of these options, however, comes the danger of over-scheduling. To date, we have not over-scheduled our kids. And in fact, I could easily argue that we’ve under-scheduled Adelaide–such is the fate of the younger sibling.
With Bennett in school, his interests continuing to grow, and the lure of team sports (for Bennett, not us…believe me), we have now reached the time in our lives to be ever vigilant against over-scheduling.
I know this sounds a bit dramatic. But…I am an introvert. Childrearing and being a stay-at-home-mom has sucked me dry. I have become a homebody. Constantly leaving the house for activities and events drains me even more. I can only schedule myself and my family for so many things without going bonkers.
Yoga helps. Meditation helps. Being by myself–or even at home with the family without anywhere to be–helps the most. My spouse may disagree with this, but it’s also good for the kids to have regular downtime. I don’t want them to grow up constantly feeling like they must do something. It’s okay to be still. To be surrounded by quiet (or children running around pretending to be lions, superheroes, surfers…you fill in the blank). To simply be.