For the last few years, my son, Gage, has been begging us to play baseball. He had a few friends that played, so he really wanted to play too. I always found reasons that made me say no. We didn’t have the money, we didn’t have the equipment, we didn’t have the time or energy, etc….
This year, we finally said yes.
Gage was ecstatic!
Usually I think about a new situation and look at the pros and cons before I make a decision. I didn’t do that this time. I signed him up before I could find a reason not to.
Team sports have so many benefits for kids. How could I tell him no? What kind of mom would I be if I prevented my child from experiencing something that will let him make memories he’ll carry with him. It would let him learn about teamwork, make friends, get more active…the list goes on and on.
I was a little concerned about game nights. My boys are usually in bed by 8:00pm, and my husband and I get up at 3:45am to go to the gym. Game nights run from 6:00pm until 9:00pm…*gulp*.
My biggest concern was figuring out dinners. How would we eat, without getting fast food?
We can’t eat before the game. I get off work at 5:00pm and head over to the Boys’ and Girls’ Club to pick up the boys. Eating afterwards means they won’t be able to eat until around 9:30pm.
I was worried…so I went to my favorite place on the planet to research…Pinterest! I typed in “Sports Moms and Dinners”. I got NO WHERE!
Every single article I read was written by either a stay-at-home mom with children who weren’t in an aftercare program…or by a mom who worked part time. Neither scenario is bad. I’ve been a stay-at-home mom, it’s hard…it’s just that none of the articles applied to our situation.
Not only do we not usually eat late, but we also live with my mother-in-law who sleeps in the living room. She usually falls asleep around 8:00pm, as well. Eating afterward is going to bother her, no matter how quiet we try to be.
At this time, we’ve had three practices (games won’t start for a few weeks) …eating afterwards hasn’t been bad. Practices have been getting over around 7:00pm or 8:00pm.
Here are a few of the things that I’ve learned:
- Don’t let fear prevent you from doing something, it’s never as bad as you think it’s going to be. You’ll always find a way.
- Bring bug spray! I live in Florida and the mosquitos didn’t get the memo that it’s winter.
- Change YOUR clothes before you leave work. Really high wedges and high heels do not work well at baseball practice…especially when large amounts of soft sand are everywhere. (I’d like to thank my husband for catching me before I fell on my face).
- Bring baby wipes! For some reason, the public bathrooms haven’t been unlocked and we’ve had to resort to the porta-potty. I have a slight (who am I kidding, it’s MAJOR) phobia of germs. Our hands get scrubbed when we get out. I don’t care how diva I look!
- If you look away from the field for 1 second, your child will do something awesome. It’s usually when your younger one tells you he has to go potty and you’re immediately calculating how many wipes you’re going to need (see #4).
I still have a way to go before I become an expert sports mom…but I know it’s going to be a lot of fun. Seeing the happiness on Gage’s face makes it all worthwhile.