I’m a geek (editor at a science journal). My husband is a geek (physician-researcher).
Our 7yo son, CR is a geek. Chemistry sets. Fossils collecting. Obsessed with dark matter (what IS it?). Trash picker/upcycler/junk collector and tinkerer. Absolute bookworm (esp. comics, fiction, science). The three of us are a unit.
And then there is RJ.
RJ does not love books as we love books.
RJ does not yearn for blissful afternoons navigating the local science museum. He sees past the dinosaur fossils and stares thru the window into the green space below and his feet start tapping impatiently.
I have seen it and I have been in denial. He’ll come around to the wonders of crystals, I would tell myself. When I explain how stars have a life cycle and spider web silk is ejected from spinnerets as a liquid, he too will hear the siren call of science and bask in it’s wonder as WE do! And since I work an intense FT job as does my husband this intellectually neat and tidy life was perfect for us.
RJ, who is 5, has a love. And that love begins with S but is not science. It is soccer. We are geeks and RJ is a jock.
As I recently posted, the stars have aligned and RJ just got invited to join a highly competitive U6 soccer club. We’re talking 3x90m training per week and traveling. He is over the MOON.
To be COMPLETELY HONEST there a little part of me that was hoping he would turn out to be the wonderful geek his big brother is. I can totally do geek mothering. I can and do spend happy hours reading about the incredibly durability of tardigrades or the logical underpinnings of proof-based math. And CR drinks it all in an it is family bliss.
It is slowly sinking in that RJ is RJ. And RJ needs a mom who will embrace schlepping and cleats and cheering from the sidelines.
I’d love to hear from anyone who knows what I’m talking about and has a child whose interests represent totally new territory for the family and a whole different reality for what family life is shaping up to look like.