Mom’s Taxi – someday they’ll thank me – right?
My Mom used to have one of those stickers in her car that
said “Mom’s Taxi” on it. Sure I found it
funny, in the way that adolescents find stuff their parents say “funny”. Yes, my brothers and I were involved in a
number of sports and activities but I never thought of it as being something
that was out of the ordinary since from my perspective, taking us to those
activities was what parents did. It was
part of their job in raising us, to give us opportunities and take us to those
places.
As a kid I took piano lessons, played softball and
basketball, was on the local swim team, switched over to organ lessons and then
added in guitar lessons and then back to piano lessons. I was in scouts and took art classes and
drama classes, I had to do service hours at my catholic high school and I participated
in youth group. I also enjoyed going to sporting events and watching other teams play. I have also probably
forgotten a thousand or so other things that I did as well while I was growing
up. And that was just me, I was the third
child – my two older brothers had similar schedules.
Looking back, even though we could ride our bikes to a number of the
swim and sports practices in the summers, Mom’s Taxi was probably a very accurate
description.
I have great memories of nearly all of the activities that I
was involved with growing up. Most were
fun, some were not, but all taught me something and all helped shape me into
the person I am today. The types of
things that my parents encouraged us to participate in and the things they
reluctantly took us to because that is what we “really, really, really,” wanted
to do taught me more than how to play piano, or hit a softball or do a flip
turn. They also taught me how to parent.
After we moved back to Ohio and the kids started getting really
involved in various activities and the schedule really geared up my Mom would
look at me, and say in a bewildered tone, “I don’t know how you do it all.” And
I would respond “the same way you did it all with the three of us.” And she'd look at me like I was crazy - I think it was selective amnesia. Then like a good Mom she’d help out with
pick-ups and drop-offs and doctor appointments whenever I needed help.
Now the position of Mom’s Taxi has fallen to me. This summer alone we attended 36 softball
games, 6 swim meets, multiple practices for each (while my husband was doing a
show at a local community theater and had many rehearsals and 9 performances
added to the scheduling mix). During the
school year there are scouts, music lessons, volleyball and basketball. There are school meetings, birthday parties,
outings and programs. Dance, soccer and
swimming and who knows what else will find its way onto the schedule. Why do we do it all? Because as I learned from my parents, taking
them to those activities is what we do as Moms and Dads, it is part of our job.
My Moms been gone for a little over 9 months now and I’m
trying to remember if I ever “really” thanked her for all of the rides and
drop-offs/pick-ups that she did for all of those years, all of the music
lessons and sports teams and more. All of that teaching me how to be a parent
when I didn’t even realize that is what I was learning. I think I did, I’m pretty sure I did at
sometime, between all of my own kids schedules, when I really realized just how much my parents did for us.
I hope I did.
I hope my kids will someday.
But even if they don’t, I’m pretty sure at some point they will realize
it all and at least thank me in their heart.
I’d write more about this but school starts tomorrow, have
to pick up some last minute things, get one of them to volleyball practice
tonight, softball practice tomorrow night and wonder why I haven’t heard from
the soccer coach yet…
Happy Parenting!
In our household we have "Dad's Taxi"... which is kind of sad considering that our two sons are 25 and 22 years old. But neither of them has the money to buy a car (yet). So Dad picks up the older one at his mom's house, takes him to work, then picks him up from his shift and takes him back to his mom's house. Plus Dad takes me back and forth to Lorain County to take care of my own mother several times a month. It can get overwhelming. We are in the process of buying the house next door to my mother's in Garfield which hopefully will streamline the process a bit. But as you know very well, the best laid plans... yada yada yada. Sometimes I wonder if the taxi service will ever end with us. Probably after we're both retired. ;-) I wish you much luck and love to you and all of yours as you start a new school year. And patience too! Love you, me
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