I sweat bullets when I think about sitting it out at endless baseball and soccer games, ever since that fateful ultrasound when we learned our first was a boy. And now there are two! Anna Quinlen has opened a window to my soul.
I passed on the weekend roundelay of kiddie-league sports so our three could hang out with one another. I told people I hoped it would cement a bond among them, and it did. But I really wanted to be reading rather than standing on the sidelines pretending my kids were soccer prodigies. Maybe I had three children in the first place so I wouldn't ever have to play board games. In my religion, martyrs die.
"The Good Enough Mother," February 21 Newsweek
Feb 17, 2005
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