I don’t pack a bag. I pack a supply depot. #swimmom #swimming #parenting

I don’t pack a bag. I pack a supply depot.
Four towels — one for them, three for whoever forgot. A parka. Two hoodies. Sweatpants. Crocs. Six pairs of goggles, because someone’s strap always snaps at warmups and it’s never my kid. Caps in Ziplocs. A blanket. Two chairs. Three phone chargers and a battery pack the whole lane is now sharing. Sharpies — plural, because they walk off. Hair ties: I brought eleven, I will leave with zero, and I will still be asked if I have one.
Snacks for eight children I did not birth. Pretzels. Applesauce pouches. Gummy bears. Bagels in foil. A banana that’s been brown since warmups. Uncrustables. That one protein bar that’s lived in here since November. Gatorades I’m handing out like a Red Cross tent. Advil for the parents. Band-Aids for everyone.

Somebody’s dad just asked if I had sunscreen. I did. Of course I did.
They swim a 25 free. 🏊‍♀️
Who else is the team mule? 👇