Honest insights on what this wife life looks like.
Dear Star Player, You’re being watched. When you score those touchdowns. When you make that open field tackle. When you make that near-impossible catch. You’re being watched. When you come up short on fourth and goal. When you miss that tackle that let them score. When you drop that pass that hit you in the …
Not too many women identify themselves, at least partially, by their husband’s profession. I get asked a lot “What does a coach’s wife do, exactly?” While we are a big eclectic group, we do a lot of the same things. No matter the level, the sport, or the title, we all have to carry the …
We know that football is America’s game and that every Monday morning quarterback is an “expert” when it comes to calling plays once they know exactly what the other team did, but there’s a lot about the coaching life that remains a mystery to the everyday observer. Today we’re going to lower the curtain a …
Dear Coach, Thank you for all the wins that were wrapped up in the loss last night. Forgive us parents for celebrating after the game last night and possibly appearing to not take the loss in as serious of a fashion as you might have expected. We waited excitedly for your post-game speech to end …
I’ve never moved for a job and I’ve never moved for my husband’s job before. I know people do it all the time, across all career levels and different fields. Before this year we’ve always taken jobs that were near our home base. So when my husband got a call to be an Offensive Coordinator …
It was a cold Friday night during football season. I was helping sell merchandise to raise money for the football program. In the midst of football season, I potty trained our daughter. Everyone told me it was a bad idea, but what can I say? I like to march to the beat of my own …
However, just as the Texas sun splashed against the horizon leaving all her glory on the field, I thought of Afghanistan, and Haiti, and the other places in our world where hurt permeates everywhere. In the middle of our scrimmage, the hurt for others pierced a sky only God could create and made me pause.
Some unknown, unpredictable speed bump will come out of nowhere and send us airborne. Our eyes will turn skyward, the road will fall away, and we’ll have to pray and proclaim, “HERE WE GO!!!”
It never fails.
This past weekend, I purchased a Sam’s Club membership. My husband didn’t think we needed the membership (even though he found plenty of things he wanted to toss in the cart!) Then we got to the snack aisle, he turned and looked at me and said, “When are you going to make treat bags for …
Positive affirmations have become very popular lately. They are simple statements that declare something to be true. A person repeats the statement to themselves along with a description of how they want to be. In doing so, the person challenges and/or eliminates unhelpful thoughts that could be holding them back in an area of their …
The kids will go on the field and wait by the fence. As soon as the players break the huddle - there they go! Rushing to tackle Daddy for that, “Hey Guys!” hello and hug. Of course, I am excited about the post-game kiss, because who isn’t?
2020 may have been the worst time to have begun my journey as a Coach’s Wife. My first season was filled with uncertainties, uncharted territory, and limitations that no one could have predicted. Not to mention that it was the longest season in the history of forever! I am aware that there are teams …
Hello to the people who get us.
To the folks who know the ins and outs—the survival skills—to battle this season.
Hello to our stadium sister-wives—our side-chicks, our bleacher babes—and hello to our coaches' kids clan.
When I walk out of my room, the bright light stings my eyes. Mom asks why I’m up so early but she already knows the answer. It’s Friday. I’m too excited to sleep on Game Days. “Like father, like son,” Mom says. She gets me. I love Fridays.
I pray he remembers he has a wife who has his back (sometime maybe too much), no matter what. I am strong enough to be a coach’s wife.
Go out of your way to make others feel welcome, valued, and seen. Stop focusing so much on who is leaving you out or what group you want to be part of. Some girl is thinking that same thing and wishing she could be included with you.
But we are not single parents. Because tonight, even it’s really late, even if I'm already in bed and my eyes are already closed, at some point my husband will slide into bed and inch his body near; I'll feel his fingers slip into mine. And I'll sleep a little deeper knowing he's home.
Can we live without sports? Yes, of course. We did that for a time. But, if we learned anything from last season, it’s that this is more than just a game.
Look, we’re all in this business together, and though we need support, we have to realize that everyone has different versions of it. Some people need to relate to others in the game; some find solace with friends who are far removed. I would rather spend my extra time with my family in one room, laughing and watching our kids wrestling each other, than plan a party that coaches and their families feel obligated to attend.
The spectator sport we’re most proficient in? Shaming professional athletes for “failing” at competitions we couldn’t begin to accomplish in our wildest dreams.
