The attire. The uni. Your kit. Whatever you may call it, the baseball uniform can be a major headache, or a source of pride, depending upon the demeanor of your child, and your household stress/busy-ness level. Many baseball Moms are WAY TOO familiar with the pre-game dash, as you struggle to locate the missing sock, the lost hat or the dreaded cup-knickers that you forgot to wash and you KNOW are buried and sweaty at the botom of the laundry hamper. And then there are the potential issues......the new socks that are too bumpy/tight/long/short/wierd.......the pants - not to tight, not too loose, the belt needs to fit just SO, are they babe-ruth style, or boot-cut.......the hat...well, no isses with hats so far in our house, and we seem to be OK with undershirts and shirts too.....but OH BOY.....cup-problems!!!!!!!
The cup......not an area of female expertize, yet we try our best to assist our boys with these essential protective garments! I am VERY proud of the fact that if my youngest falls asleep in full gear, I have figured out that I can actually REMOVE his cup without him waking up. The older one, poor guy had a legendary malfnction this year, when we bought him new cup-knickers that were too big, ad during warm-ups that cup actually FELL OUT and slipped down his pant-leg! Thankfully the baseball momster had all under control with spare-but-old ones in the ever-present cooler!
And the socks......who can forget the socks?! My current sock-complaint is when my boys remove them along with the smelly cleats, and then stash it ALL in the hall closet, to be forgottern until next game/practise! They seem to have no problem wearing CRUSTY socks, that could practically stand up by themselves.....heck, I think the stirrup-socks from this season probably could have walked away with no assistance because of this little routine! Of course if I was one of those "married-for-my-housekeeping-skills" types, I would have been SO on-it, and remembered each time to grab them and wash them, but alas, having the distractions of a preschool classroom to run meant my reliability in theis matter was probably only at 50%...
All this being said, you have to admit - when they step out, in their NEW uniform, be it all-stars, tournaments, or regular season, that MOMENT where the pants really are still white, and everything is still bright and new.....there is nothing like it. The smile on their face, the pride in their stance, it makes it all beautiful! You proudly take a picture, whether it is a mental snapshot that you file away, or the one you proudly post on facebook. It's another part of their baseball journey, one to treasure and enjoy. May these days never end!
The motivation to write this blog came when I realized that in my older son's world, the baseball field is where life makes sense. My hope is to write a balanced view on youth baseball, from a Mom's perspective. I don't have all the answers, I never want to come across as though I think I am an expert....my goal is to keep it real, keep it fun.....and always love the game!
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