Time to play ball. Spring was on its way and that meant it was time for my six-year-old to spend some time on the baseball diamond. My dad is a baseball fanatic, both my brothers played some serious ball, even the Doc did a few seasons of little league. I, however, think I did one season of t-ball when I was eight-years-old. Baseball and I were virtual strangers.
As I sat in the mandatory parent meeting for the league, the director droned on and on about the rules, uniforms, the season in general. He finally ended the spiel, then added, "OK, it's time to talk amongst yourselves and decide which one of you is going coach your team."
I hate this part. All of us parents suddenly had the urgent need to check our phones, dig through our purse, or examine our fingernails. Then, the typical excuses begin to fly:
“I can’t do it, I work crazy hours.”
“I don’t get off work until 7:30 PM”
“I’m going through a divorce.”
“His dad’s in jail and I am handling 4 kids by myself.”
"I'm his grandma. His parents are deployed to Afghanistan."
I hadn't given my excuse yet -- However, which one should I choose?
I don’t have time?
My plate is totally full as it is?
I have this blog that I need time to write each day?
I work part-time?
I have a three-year-old who thinks he's a teenager?
My husband is never home and can’t help me with watching the other kids?
Cooking a good dinner every night is a huge priority for me?
I like sitting in the bleachers for an hour while someone else deals with my child and gives me a break?
I haven’t played t-ball, softball, or baseball in something like 30 years, so I’m completely unqualified to coach?
I just really, really don't want to?
The table stayed quiet amid all the chaos that filled the rest of the room.
“I’ll do it.” Everyone's heads turned towards me.
I had the privilege of coaching this little t-ball team of twelve 5-6 year old boys for the past 2 months. When I volunteered, I just took a big sigh and added it to my endless list of things I commit to. In the end, however, it surprised me how much I enjoyed this experience.
Some of the ups:
I learned how to play baseball.
Everyone called me Coach Mandi. It rocked.
I was able to set the time, day, and location of practice. This was AWESOME for this mother of three. In the future, I will be very motivated to coach for this reason alone. It actually simplified my schedule in many ways.
I worked with different parents from all walks of life: from lawyers and mechanics to DJ's and hairdressers. These parents were not sideline parents at all; they figuratively and literally stepped up to the plate and helped me out willingly. Together we created a very positive atmosphere for our children.
I got to work with 5-6 year olds again. Yes, in my heart I still am a kindergarten teacher without a classroom. To joke with the kids, play with them, see them progress, push them a bit, and discover their personalities put me right back into my teacher mode that has been dormant for the past nine years. To see them hit a line drive or see their toothless smiles as they rounded third base thrilled me every time.
It forced me to leave my house, my kitchen, my emails, and my laundry twice a week and be outside. It was so refreshing and helped me destress at the end of the day. I found myself looking forward to tossing a baseball at practice for that reason alone.
I was able to spend two hours a week with this kid. I can’t remember the last time I got to do that. He is my middle, very mild and gentle child. His needs often are overlooked due to a baby that needs to be fed, or an older sister that needs to be run to another lesson. He patiently plays his middle child role day in and day out. Only he and I shared this memory together: Brian, me, and baseball.
The season is over.
I’ll most likely never see those little, dusty faces again.
They reminded me of something that I had forgotten:
Giving of my time and myself does not take away from me.
It fills me.
Have you ever coached a team for your kids? What did you think? Was it worth it? What did you gain from doing it?
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