Training Mums and Dads.

Wow!!!! How chilly was this afternoon..Wednesdays down the footy field, netball, soccer, tennis???? What we do for our kids and their sporting endevours!!!

I live for these days..catching up with parents on the sidelines while our children do all the hard work. How we as parents complain how cold it is, and why is there only a coffee van on game days, and not when we really need them, on a freezing Wednesday afternoon, that we really need our caffeine or hot chocolate fix.

Do you ever find yourself at the start of the season, sun is shining in the middle of March saying, "what a great day for footy" ( or insert other sports here). As apposed to the middle of the season wishing hopefully for that massive storm front to hit on the Friday before your treasured childs sports day on Saturday, that it unfortunately gets cancelled and you get to spend that all to needed saturday morning in bed, while comforting treasured child, that its ok, they will get to play next week.

I think back to when my own Mum, ( god rest her beautiful artistict soul) who worked full time, drove the Mum taxi to my brothers soccer training, game days, myself to dancing and tennis, whilst she worked full time as a high school teacher. I never realised till recently, that even though I always knew she was an amazing Mum, she really did alot for my brother and I. Its not till you have your own children, do you realise that your Mum, with no complaining at all, went about her beloved Mum duties, while Dad was at work.

I could never understand why my Dad, on my brothers game days, would stand so far away ( sometimes with the opposing team supporters), when my Mum would scream so loud full of support for my brothers soccer team, that I would be embarrassed and go and stand near Dad. I have come to realise, that as Mums ( and more so Dads these days as well), we see the effort put into training, and then on game days it either all comes together, or falls apart, We see you knocked over, drop balls, miss tackles, not get that great ballet leap, and then when it matters, we see it all come together, and we could not be prouder.

We as parents, guardians, grandparents etc live for these days.