There are times in every woman's life that you hear yourself turn into your mother. Luckily for me my mom ROCKS. Today I turned into my dad. My dad loves sports, and played quite a few of them when he was in high school. He can see a high school baseball game, basketball game or track meet happening and go watch. He doesn't have to know anyone playing. I never understood that. Today I met my parents (who hosted my kids for the night) at the soccer fields for Julia's game. I got there too early and watched the tail end of the game before hers and loved watching it. WHAT? I am at the fields 4 days a week and I am watching soccer I don't have to?? DO I have a fever?? NOPE. I am turning into a soccer mom. I love how much Julia loves to play. If she loved checkers as much, I would happily be the best checkers mom around. Julia has chosen soccer and is pretty good at it. Today I heard the opposing coach yell "Stay on that girl with the yellow shoes, every time she gets the ball she scores!" That is my Julia!! We have had a few coaches come talk to her after the game and make sure that she is going to try out for the travel team (she is). Each time it kind of reminds me of Mr. Slugworth chatting it up with each of the Wonka kids. Either way, Julia has her sport and is very good at it, and I am so proud of her!
Sports. blurg. I spent a lot of time as a kid, stressing out about sports. I was not good at anything team oriented. I was the one in gym class that felt like I was going to barf when the ball came towards me. I had gymnastics. I was pretty good at it, but more importantly I loved it! I always wished that team sports were in my future, the good friends, the teamwork, the trips to dairy queen for team treats, all day tournaments. All the while I was drawing and doing back walkovers in my yard to my Huey lewis and the News tape. I was kind of jealous.
My school did not have a gymnastics team, if they had I would have been the first in line. We did have cheerleading. One of the skills a cheerleader has to have is tumbling. Finally all of the time with Huey Lewis and the boom box will pay off! I made my Jr. high cheerleading squad! I really was so excited! Would we go to Dairy Queen and get team treats? Nope! Would people resent me for doing this? Yep. I never saw people in a fight over being on the volleyball team. I get it, cheerleading comes with clout. Who am I to sit here and say poor me, I was a cheerleader. I loved the gymnastics I got to do as a cheerleader, I loved the teamwork, just like I thought I would. I was super uncomfortable in the uniforms. I was uncomfortable with how people judged me before they got to know me. I loved all the posters I made. I know that sounds crazy but I learned a lot about lettering.:) I love the people I met while cheering.
Libby. She is artsy and uncoordinated. She of course can grow in and out of either of those things. She is NOT competitive. She has asked me why both teams playing soccer can't win. Its like God is allowing me to raise myself. Obviously Libby is her own person and will find her own way. It will be interesting to watch her make her choices as her personality strikes a chord with how I was. It will break my heart to see her crying about softball in gym class! Its funny how important sports feel at the time, and as an adult I have never, not once, thrown flips down the aisle at Target.. I also have not been in there when Heart of Rock and Roll was playing over the speaker, so who knows?
In other words, I will be at the soccer fields and I can't wait to see her grow and change. I am excited to see what Libby does and how she chooses her own paths. Life is pretty amazing. Being able to be a mother to two kids that could not be more different is such a blessing. Go team!
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