I've surrendered my Coach to the diamond, and along with that goes my freedom, flexibility, and sometimes sanity...while I'm dealt the single mom card for the next six months.
Ok, that sounded really harsh. I'm actually REALLY excited for this season to start. Partially because of this blog venture, and partially because I'm going to kill the role of coach's wife this time.
"Pre-season" practices started early this month, and if you're on this side of things, you know pre-season might as well be season - just without the good part called "games."
The weeks leading up to the start of the season are long for me. These are the weeks when I feel like an outsider because there's nothing I can take part in at this point. But when I spin that thinking, I realize, these are the weeks of dedication no one sees - a sacred behind the scenes slice I do get to be part of. These are the weeks that build the foundation of a championship team. These are the weeks I get to prepare myself for a busy spring ahead.
And these are the weeks when the official countdown to Opening Day begins in our house: 13 DAYS AND COUNTING
A few things have changed in our lives since last season that I'm noticing are already making daddy's absence in the evenings a little easier...or harder in some cases. Regardless - a hint of light at the end of the tunnel for anyone who was in my shoes two years ago with a new coach and new baby...it really does get a easier as they grow - even if only incrementally!
1. Our little monster just turned two - hence why I have been behind on writing (birthday planning). He's going to bed a bit later now and daddy has been making it home in time for a a good night kiss on most nights and sometimes even bath. Score!
2. On the other side of growing up, the babe is absolutely noticing daddy's not sitting in his spot at dinner. And when daddy's example of eating your veggies is the only thing that works, it makes mommy sad about that empty seat at the table too (among other reasons of course).
3. It never ceases to amaze me how different the kiddo is when he's with me versus daddy - or anyone else for that matter. Mommies do you hear me? He goes through waves, I'll give him that, but it happens to be a particularly clingy, whiny, have to be attached to my mom wave right now. I've been trying to slow down when I get home and give him some focused time before I jump into my evening self-proclaimed to-dos. I've found that if I can stop and play ball, or trains, or trucks for awhile first, then he seems to be able to get along more independently throughout the evening - which honestly is what I should be doing anyway!
4. I get a tiny slice of "me time" back. Don't get me wrong, I love having my coach home and getting to hang out with my hubby, but as surprising as it may be, I have passions outside of baseball. Writing this blog and building this community for one. I know it sounds counter active - "single mom syndrome" and me time? But it's one of the silver linings to being a coach's wife. Once dinner is served, dishes are done, laundry is going, house is picked up, kids are in bed, and coach isn't home yet...it's all about me. It's one way to look at our situation with a little more positivity!
What changes happen in your life when the season hits? What kind of adjustments do you make? Are there things you look forward to?