Well, this was certainly unexpected! I never in a million years thought I'd be coaching anyone, on anything. Especially not sports. I'm not exactly sports player of the year here (that would have been my husband when HE was in school, he played EVERY single sport since elementary and he was GOOD AT IT, he went to State for many things, he knows like everything about every sport). In fact I never played any sports in school (minus the week or two I spent playing softball in like early High School or something, then I got clobbered in the face with a ball during practice and decided NOPE, not for me...I don't do pain). I wanted to play sports I really did, but my Mother would never let me (though my sister got to play soft ball for several years...good for her). So by the time I was in high school, it was a bit late for me to play, everyone had years of experience over me, so I was just kind of a dorky looking kid when I tried to do anything sporty.
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| I guess I'm still kind of dorky lookin' huh? haha |
If I'm running, you better run too. Either something is trying to kill me, or one of my kids is injured (or in an otherwise precarious situation that could lead to something dangerous), I'm very late for something, or I'm after the ice cream truck or a great deal on shoes, or trying to be the first in line for a delicious coffee (but the coffee shop I love is a drive through, so really no running involved).
So imagine MY surprise when I somehow managed to get drafted (suckered) into being the coach for my children's little league rag ball team.
Seriously? HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID THAT HAPPEN!?
I panicked.
I felt pressured.
I caved.
I signed my kids up MONTHS ago (ok so like only back in March I think). I figured it was no big deal. You sign your kid up, buy them a glove (that's all the gear required for this age group). They get a team t shirt, you show up to practices and games and TADA you are good to go. Your kid plays a month of baseball and you bring some water bottles and orange slices to a few practices and games and that's that.
Boy, was I wrong.
Turns out, they couldn't find anyone to COACH their team. 11 kids were without a coach. The other teams were going to have to take on more players. Then I panicked. Wait, I have THREE kids playing and I cannot be in 3 places at one time for practices, I just can't! So how on earth am I going to do that? They can't get split up, they just can't! I paid $120 and then $30 extra on ball gloves, not to mention the extra money I spent buying a bag of tballs for the kids, and a Tball stand.
Crud.
*slowly raises hand* Yes parks and rec...you got me. I'm suckered into it. Yes sure...I'll coach. (don't worry I told them I had NO experience and wasn't sporty, somehow...I think they could figure out I had the word "NEWBIE SPORTZ CLUTZ" on my fore head or something to that affect...). They also knew I was a mom desperate to keep my kids on the same team this year.
So just call me "Coach Mae" my husband and kids have been having a GRAND ol' time calling me "Coach" today, it's driving me NUTS!
My husband wanted to be their coach, he was SOOOOO so so excited. Only to find out, he couldn't coach because practice and game times are right during his work hours so that's a no go for him. In fact, he'll miss every single one of his kids ball games this year, which has him CRUSHED.
He's trying to give me pointers and tips and doing his best to help me out, while I sit here in the fetal position sucking on a soft ball and weeping into a ball glove. I may just bonk myself over the head with a little league ball bat soon enough.
It isn't the 11 small children (from the age 4-6 range) that bother me. I'm not worried about handling a group of kids at all (hellooo been babysitting kids since I was 12 from all age ranges, I got this, kids don't scare me AT ALL).
The PARENTS scare me!
First of all, I have HUGE parent anxiety (as in I hate dealing with or meeting new parents) Have had several bad experiences with absolutely INSANE parents (moms usually), so I try to avoid other parents (moms mainly) like the plague. They literally cause me great anxiety.
Girl Scouts and my daughter starting Kindergarten have been hard enough! Meeting new moms having to talk to them and hope they aren't secretly evil and plotting against me (ok part of that I'm not thinking because that'd be crazy, but I do have trust issues when it comes to other parents). Thankfully I DO have a great group of MOM friends that I've known for years and our kids have literally grown up together, so most of the moms (and dads) I deal with on a regular basis I've known for a long time (many of them since before we all had kids), that it's not a big deal meeting with them or talking to them at school functions and what not.
I'm no where near brave enough to do PTO stuff. Nope. I can already tell THOSE moms would eat me alive. No thanks. My daughter isn't missing anything by her Mommy not being a part of the PTO or School board. Nooooo thank ya.
When I was younger, before I had kids or got married. During my time in elementary or high school, I was FEARLESS. I signed up for nearly everything and took on the world. I LOVED being in charge and organizing things. LIVED for it. However, the older I got and the more experienced I got working with crazy people (or just talking to them via online and sometimes face to face) I decided that parents (some in particular) are a LOT out of my range of being able to deal with. After dealing with a lot of "mean moms" (they should totally make a movie about "Mean Moms" it's be great...like a "Mean Girls" sequel....) Online mom bullying from people who didn't even KNOW me, but THOUGHT they knew EVERYTHING about me, I decided I was going to do the whole, ehhh lets avoid as many crazy moms as we can and just not talk to any of them!
So yep, that's why I'm slightly smacking myself now upon fully realizing what I just signed myself up to do this summer (hey it's only a month, it can't be THAT bad, right)?
The moms (and one dad) I spoke with tonight all seem really awesome and understanding. Many of them were just like me, on the cusp of volunteering to help, but were REALLY hoping another parent (sucker) would come forward and volunteer to be the coach (sucker). That sucker...is me *points to self* Ooooh yes.
So I'm sitting here, more terrified of the parents than anything else. I mean, it takes MONEY and TIME to sign your kids up for this stuff. I signed up three kids and that alone was $120, not to mention the extras I already mentioned. I do not want the parents to feel disappointed like they are not getting their money's worth. Like I'm not a good enough coach. Never mind the fact that it is LITTLE LEAGUE BEGINNER RAG BALL. Where really they are just learning the basics (this is the way you run around the bases, how you hit the ball, how you catch, etc). It's non competitive too.
However, you know how parents can be sometimes. They want to win, they want their CHILD to win. They want the best for their kid, the best coach too. *gulp* I will do my very best. When making phone calls tonight to touch base with all the parents (to confirm that YES there is a coach) I made sure they too knew that I was a first time coach, and wasn't very sporty myself. I made sure they knew we were a TEAM, and all help was welcomed and appreciated (meaning suggestions as well) and I'd do my best to work with everyone, and that between us ALL we should be able to help the kids do their very best, because after all we are doing this for the kids.
*fingers crossed* Wish me luck.
Things I can add to my parenting "resume"
1. Birthday cake baker
2. Costume designer
3. Head craft organizer
4. Seamstress
5. Accessory creator (hair bows, bracelets, purses, etc)
6. Hair stylist to my 6 year old kindergartner (well, she's now a first grader).
7. Chef to three awesome (yet sometimes picky) eaters.
8. Personal decorator
9. Piano teacher (been giving my kids piano lessons for a bit as I've played for years)
10. Vocal coach (been teaching my kids to sing since they were small, so far only my sons love to sing).
11. Speech 'teacher' (ok I don't teach their speech I just help re-enforce what they learn in their speech class)
12. House keeper
13. Laundry keeper
14. Referee of children's wrestling/fighting matches
15. Resident artist
16. Photographer
17. Doctor Mom (Band aids, Tylenol, kissing boo boo's and more band aids are my specialty)
18. Tutor/instructor (re enforcing what they learn in school)
19. Chauffer
20. I can now add Little League Coach.
(I'm sure there is a lot more I can add to the list LOL Can you REALLY list everything a mom/parent does for their children every day? I don't think so LOL)
Today on top of my new found 'Coach' title, I got to watch my little girl (who really isn't so little anymore), graduate Kindergarten.
Ok so technically it isn't a GRADUATION, they call it Kindergarten Celebration at their school. So my husband and I went to her kindergarten celebration today. She was awarded a certificate for passing kindergarten, and she gave a little presentation on what she wants to be when she grows up (as did the rest of her class).

Apparently, my daughter wants to work with kids when she grows up because she loves kids. She isn't sure if she wants to be a doctor for kids or a teacher for kids, just wants to work with kids because she loves kids.

This is highly ironic. This is the same child who wants NOTHING to do with children who are younger than her. She will completely ignore the fact that a child younger than her even exists (especially babies and toddlers she REALLY doesn't want anything at all to do with them). So the fact she wants to work with kids, cracked me up.
For two years now my daughters "What I want to be when I grow up" have been.....
"I want to have my own animal shelter" (meaning she wants to run her own dog rescue when she's older and save lots and lots of dogs and cats because she loves animals).
"I want to get money for going SHOPPING!" (Meaning she wants to be a personal shopper for someone rich and famous, because she LOVES to shop and she loves clothes so she'd be great at it).
"I want to make SCARY make up!" (Meaning she wants to be a special affects make up artist. Shows like Face Off on SyFy absolutely amaze her. She loves watching how a person can be transformed into a scary monster, alien, were wolf or vampire or just whatever).
Now I guess we can add "I want to work with kids" to her list of things!
I am very proud of my little lady, and she is super excited for first grade. Tonight she was giving her brothers a lot of information on what they CAN and CANNOT do in Kindergarten (I think my sons are going to have a rough time following all of their sisters do's and don'ts)!
Last week I went with my daughter on her little field trip. They went to Pizza Hut here in town and actually got to make their own personal pizzas (and they earned a certificate calling them a Jr. Pizza Maker). Which crosses another goal off of her "what I want to do when I grow up list"! When she was REALLY small, she would always go around saying "I want to be a pizza guy!" She wanted to make, bake and deliver all the pizzas to everyone and her pizzas would be the BEST.
She felt very accomplished when she brought home her JR. Pizza Maker certificate.
The kids went to the local park and played and they also went over to the mini train station and road the little train. I loved going on her field trip, we had a lot of fun and it was nice having that Mommy/Daughter time.

Later this week they have their Field day where they will spend a couple of hours in the afternoon outside doing sports and activities, I think this will be a lot of fun for them. (I think I volunteered myself to assist with that too? Or at least bring a snack or something to it? I honestly can't remember now).
Girl Scouts seems to have wound down for the year as well, we had our probably last meeting last week, which is bitter sweet because my daughter hasn't gotten a chance to earn all of her Daisy scout petals yet so she has a lot to do when we start back up. I think she has three of the petals so far. I wouldn't mind a few meetings over the summer, but with baseball I don't think it'll happen for us (at least not in June).
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| The girls made pine cone and peanut butter bird seed feeders during their last meeting. I think the kids really enjoyed. Now if only the birds would come and enjoy it! It's been hanging out here for a week and no birds have even passed it a glance. Snobby birds. |
So here is to the end of a school year, and on into a busy summer! We're hoping to go camping this summer and hopefully hitting up a zoo too. Worlds of Fun or Six Flags is a possibility too, so we shall see what we choose to do and what is and isn't a possibility. Here's to having to get to know all knew moms next year when my daughter goes into first grade and my sons start kindergarten. Oh boy! I adore the moms that belong with the kids in my daughters class, they are an awesome bunch of moms and dads, I hope that a few of those same kids are in my daughters class next year!
The kids were kind to me for Mother's Day (ok so it was a little bit late, but hey it's ok I wasn't worried about it).
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| Bird feeder from my son Marshall |
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| Humming bird feeder from my son Keegan |
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| Lilly from my daughter Kams |
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| Well, this Begonia isn't for Mother's Day but I got it, and I love it. (It isn't officially planted yet, just sitting here for the time being until it gets officially planted) |
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| My pink Petunia's aren't a Mother's day gift either, nor are they officially planted either, they are also just chilling until I get a chance to plant them. |
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| And I can't remember what these little fella's are called, but they are pretty and will be getting officially planted just as soon as I have a chance. |
For now though...it's on to coaching baseball *gulp* again...which me luck, I think I'm going to need it!
'Coach' Mae.