In My Bleacher Mom Era

I’m currently in my bleacher years as a mom and honestly? I never want it to end.

As stressful as it is paying those monthly youth sports bills, making sure you have all the right gear, the correct dance attire, making sure you have your schedule down for the week, the team group chats going off constantly and driving you nuts with the crazy questions, it’s all so worth it.

Looking at our calendars sometimes I think are we doing too much? Are we too busy? Can we handle it all?

But then it’s time to sit in the stands while they look for you and wave and their whole face lights up and all those worries go away. I love watching them show up and do their best. Learn and listen and find friendships, that’s what it’s all about.

Sitting there watching them do their thing is so worth the rushed dinners, the late nights, early mornings, car full of random equipment bags, blankets, never ending snack bags.

I myself even learn so much from this journey. Teaching myself how to put each piece of equipment on right so I can teach them, tie the cleats and the skate’s tight enough, make sure the ponytail is intact. Learn the plays and the rules. Help practice the dance moves.

It may be stressful right now while in the thick of it all but I know one day it’s not going to be this chaotic and I know when that day comes I am going to miss it all.

The noise and the rush to get ready and out the door, the uniforms hanging to dry, the glitter that spills sometimes from dance recitals, the dirty cleats, the stinky hockey gear, the wins and celebrations, the loses, the bravery of getting out there and trying.

One day the fields, the rinks and the stage won’t have a player with my last name anymore and that breaks my heart to think about.

There are some things I regret in life and still some yet to come but, showing up for them and watching them on the field, on the ice, on the stage is never going to be one of them.

So I am embracing my bleacher mom era, their childhood. Yes, I may be tired most days but I am so lucky.

Lucky to have front row seats to memories that will last a lifetime. To cheer them on from my bleacher seat.

To soak it all in because one day, I’ll want to be back to being in this era of life more than anything.

This will be the good ole’ days.

So to all my fellow bleacher mama’s,

CHEERS!

The Joy’s of Potty Training & Spring Sports.

How are you feeling momma’s? Anyone else feel the busy season of life brewing up? For some reason whenever Spring comes along, the older my kids get the more I just feel straight up busy. Defiantly a good busy though because I am desperate for that warmer weather and sunshine!

I’m looking at my May calendar and thinking how there is not a free weekend in it. Baseball opening day, dance recital weekends, school plays, birthday’s, Friend gatherings.

My kids are currently 5 and 3 and one of my favorite things has been having them try sports to see what they like and don’t like. So far my 5 year old son is loving baseball and if you ask him what he wants to be when he grows up his answer is to play for the Detroit Tigers. He’s taking a real liking to learning how to play hockey as well which is exciting and he just told me the other day he also wants to practice golf with daddy this Summer plus he tells me all about his playground adventures of playing basketball with his friends.

To say we may have our hands full with this one…

My 3 year old daughter is currently in dance which is so adorable to watch but lately she has been kicking balls around and wanting to play soccer. We are taking the Summer off of dance and our area has a fun rec program for her age that teaches tball, soccer and basketball so I am thinking that will be her activity for the warmer weather. She’s also begging to get out on the ice like her brother.

I never was much of a sports player but my husband was and I can tell he is just thriving in the newly developed sports era the kids are growing into. Which good for him, I have absolutely no problem being the on the sidelines and bleacher mom just ready with snacks after the games.

Speaking of my 3 year old, I can’t believe we are going to be a pull up free house soon. I honestly could not see the day ever coming and although it is bittersweet I would be lying if I said I wasn’t also excited about it.

Potty training my son was rough, lots of crying both him and I and frustration so when it was time for round two with my daughter and she started to show the same “I’m not doing it” attitude I was so nervous.

But….she took to it well after the first few times and we are on a good track and my relief is HUGE.

For a reward for doing so well these couple of weeks her grandma spoiled her and took her to get her nails painted which she has been asking to go with her to a nail appointment for a while and they turned out so cute! Fingers crossed it stays a positive experience for us all.

I am wishing you mama’s all the luck to you that are in your busy sports mom era, potty training era, newborn era, just mom era in general. We are all in this together the excitement, the tiredness, the hard parts. You are defiantly not alone.

May your coffee stay strong and the sunshine stay shining!