Summer & TBall

Tomorrow is the last t-ball game of the season for my little guy. Although I must admit that with the new job I am grateful that the season is closing. I live in a community where there are many stay at home mothers. Which is wonderful as I was one with my older two children. However, all season I have struggled, rushed, sped through traffic all to make it home by 4:30 to pick up my son and drive him to a practice that starts at 5pm.

Yes folks I said 5pm. What working parent is off work in time to get their child to a 5pm practice? Not many, I thank the lord my job is accommodating enough that I can work my schedule around that. However, as the season comes to an end I have to wonder how many little boys did not get to play tball this year because their parents work. I never connected with any of the other Mothers. In fact they seemed to avoid me like the plague when I showed up at practices in my business/dress attire. I must say it was intimidating to sit there alone and try to jump into conversations and quickly be shut out of them. One day I wanted to just scream..."HEY! I am a parent too, I am interested and have things to say on what you are talking about". Then as I sat there a little longer and watched my son wave from the field I thought "Fuck it". At 35 why do I feel I need the approval of these Mothers? I have good girlfriends and I am a good Mom. I am doing THE BEST I can and although I would enjoy to be able to stay at home each day with my son I am doing what is best for him by working and providing for him. I still bake cookies, we still play games, we still read. Even more I wondered why these women felt such a need to exclude me. I may never understand.

That being said it all comes down to finding a sport program that can accommodate the working parents. Fall soccer season is beginning and I am looking at taking my son into the next town over for soccer just due to the fact that their practices do not start until 6pm.