I know the people who say things like that are probably just saying it as an observation. I know it. It's my own insecurity that puts it in my head and makes it feel like a cutting, judgmental remark. Right?
There is something comforting to me about being on the go. I don't know what it is, but I think it started when I had severe postpartum depression, and it never really went away. Four years ago, I felt like a robot living in someone else's body, and the walls of my house were constantly closing in. We lived in a very small town, and Shepherd and I would simply go to Walmart and walk around the Christmas section to look at things, go to Sonic, or bundle up and walk around the block.
Now, I have both kids signed up for a crapload of activities. Part of it is me, wanting to be able to take advantage of every opportunity available, the other part is... Well, I guess I don't know.
Our setup right now has them both in swim lessons, not optional. Their grandparents have a pool, and I want them to learn how to swim early. They're in the same class together, so this is easy for me to just sit on the side and watch. They were given the option to pick one other activity outside of swimming. Zoey picked dance, and she goes while Shepherd is at school on Wednesdays. Shepherd wanted to learn how to ice skate, but there weren't any openings until March. So, we picked tumbling because of his needs for sensory input, and Zoey wanted to do it too. So, Zoey has 3 activities, Shepherd has 2, along with speech therapy.
I worry sometimes, mostly based on things I read, comments from others on how "busy" we must be, that I have my 3 and 4 year old "overscheduled." But the fact of the matter is they really enjoy everything we do. If they don't, we pull them out, end of story. Shepherd hated soccer. He cried and laid on the field every single game. So we gave it a couple more shots, and then didn't go back.
What are your opinions? How much is too much?