The field house is home. I don’t know why we pay utility bills during the fall, because we are hardly home to use water and electricity. My husband puts more hours in at the field house than I see him in our own home.
We will go back to our regular routines at some point and are setting ourselves up for failure upon that return if we abandon all sense of normalcy now. We also truly don’t know how long social isolation will be our new normal, and how long can we really sit around and binge-watch anyway?
I pride myself in the fact that I can take care of everything, but sometimes it’s nice to know you don’t have to do it all; and it’s a great way to make memories with your friends and loved ones before you leave town.
Now with four, seven and under we had a little time to experiment. For us this is what I’ve found works…
You aren't a single mom. You aren't doing it all alone. You aren't living the military or first responder life. When you kiss your husband goodbye before work, you aren't left wondering if you will ever kiss him again. Yes, this lifestyle is unique and sometimes lonely. Yet, even when it is hard, we still have a husband, father, supporter, and protector. We still have someone to do life with and that is a wonderful thing. Sometimes a change of perspective is all you need.
Don't feel like you can't miss a game.
Guilt about missing a game is a real thing. I get it. I hate missing a game too. Being a coaching family is our life, and I feel like I am not supporting my coach if I miss a game. Here's the thing though, sometimes it's just too much. Some days, you might be completely exhausted from still trying to get the hang of having an infant, or your 7-month-old might be teething, or your toddler might have been throwing tantrums all day, and even just the thought of getting to the game is too much. Guess what? That is okay. Be honest with your coach about this, and learn the other ways you can support him – even when you are not able to be present at a game.
You know what? Nobody's life is perfect. If you realize that now, you will save yourself much anxiety, pain, and stress. During season, schedules are crazy, nights get late, and your home will most likely become a mess. As a recovering perfectionist, this is something that freaked me out . . . especially early on in the season.