Cheering loudly. Understanding… well, we’re working on it.
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Welcome to Not a Sports Mom
Welcome to Not a Sports Mom — the corner of the internet for every parent who has ever sat on a sideline thinking, “Wait… why did the ref blow the whistle this time?”
If you’ve ever googled rules during a game, cheered at the wrong moment, or nodded along in a sideline conversation you absolutely did not understand, squinted at a field wondering what just happened, clapped a second too late, or nodded through a sideline conversation about “defense formations” you didn’t fully follow — you belong here.
You’re in the right place.
Actually, you’re home.
Welcome to Not a Sports Mom
Not a Sports Mom is a humor-filled, heart-forward space for parents raising sports-loving kids despite having zero sports background themselves. Because loving your kid and knowing the rules are two very different job descriptions.
Here, we celebrate:
- the chaotic charm of early-morning games
- the confusion that comes with whistles, refs, and sports terms
- the pride you feel watching your kid shine (even if you don’t know the score)
- and the hilarious, relatable learning curve of becoming a “sports mom” by accident
Grab your iced coffee, claim your sideline chair, and come laugh with the rest of us who are just doing our best out there.
You don’t need to know the plays to show up for your kid.
You just need a sense of humor — and maybe a snack bag.
Hi, I’m Lisa — a proud mom, an enthusiastic cheer-er, and a deeply confused human when it comes to sports.
I never grew up playing leagues, studying stats, or color-coding practice schedules. But here I am, raising a sports-obsessed kid whose idea of fun is talking about positions, his favorite teams and players, plays, and rules I’ve never even heard of.
So this blog is my story:
A mom who’s navigating youth sports with love, humor, and absolutely no clue what’s happening on the field.
Why This Blog Exists
Because not every mom on the sidelines grew up as an athlete.
Because loving your kid and knowing the rules are two very different skill sets.
And because there are millions of us out here just trying our best while pretending we understand what “offsides” means.
Not a Sports Mom is here to:
- make you laugh
- make you feel seen
- celebrate the chaos of learning sports through your kid
- remind you that you don’t need to be a sports expert to be an amazing sports parent
What You’ll Find Here
Sideline Stories
True tales of confusion, chaos, and the moments that make youth sports unforgettable.
Beginner Guides (Written by a Beginner)
Think: “explain it to me like I’m five,” (but my five-year-old knows more than me) but funnier.
Sports-Mom Fails
Because if you can’t laugh at yourself cheering for the wrong team, what can you laugh at?
The Emotional Rollercoaster
Pride, panic, joy, confusion — usually all within the same 60 seconds.
Learning Moments
Spoiler: my child teaches me more about sports than I ever taught him.
My Philosophy
You don’t need a background in sports to show up, support your kid, and build memories that last forever.
You just need:
- a folding chair that’s survived at least one season
- a snack bag (because hunger makes everything worse)
- sunscreen you’ll forget to apply until it’s too late
- a willingness to embarrass yourself
- a water bottle (for you) and your kid that actually stays cold
- and a heart big enough to cheer even when you’re not totally sure what’s happening
If You’re a “Not a Sports Mom” Too…
You’re not alone.
You’re not behind.
And you’re definitely not doing it wrong.
You’re just parenting in the wildest, funniest, most unexpectedly rewarding arena of all: youth sports.
Grab a seat on the sidelines — let’s figure it out together.
And probably laugh a whole lot along the way.
Sideline Survival Basics (From Experience, Not Expertise)
Over time, I’ve learned that you don’t need to know the rules — but you do need a few basics if you’re going to survive youth sports:
• A folding chair that doesn’t dig into your legs
• A snack bag that can handle both kids and parents
• Sunscreen, even on cloudy days. I started to keep the travel size in my car
• A water bottle for you and for the athlete that stays cold through the second half
• A portable phone charger, because of all the photos and videos.None of this makes you a sports expert — but it does make you a prepared sideline parent.