What a beautiful day today was! The sun was shining and the temperature was wonderful!
The boys and I took the ATV out and I had my first ride! Oh dear… it could get addicting!
I was impressed with the boys ability to take turns without fighting and any adult intervention!
Hum… amazing what they are really capable of!
The wonderful thing about my boys is they are such encouragers. Growing up, I sucked at all things athletics. I feared gym time. Actually I hated it. I was the last one chosen, followed by groans and then presided to fail at catching, throwing or serving the ball. I had some pretty mean kids in my class, in retrospect and a teacher that was oblivious.
I would be in the field, during football and just pray. “Please dear God, DON”T let that ball come here.” Or… “Please dear God, please let me just once CATCH the ball!”
It has permanently damaged my self esteem where any sport or anything requiring co-ordination is concerned.
It isn’t fun for me. I don’t ever want to feel like I am letting a team down. I don’t want to ever feel that feeling of inadequateness again, so I usually do not even attempt it.
The thing with my six boys is they love sports. They are athletic at one sport or another. They love it. I love that they love it.
They don’t expect me to jump in. It isn’t what I do. I am the mom that cooks and feeds them when they are finished. I cheer for them and watch their games. But I don’t jump in and play.
But when I do… it is the greatest feeling. They make me feel GREAT! They cheer me on. Oh they correct and teach but they don’t taunt. (Of course if they did, I would kick their butt)!
Today, I got dressed and went out to ride the ATV with them. I was a little apprehensive. What if I tipped over or somehow got hurt?
They were so excited that I was going to ride. They showed me how to used it, and then ran behind me in case I got stuck in the snow pile where I had to turn.
It was so great! I did it. I realize this is not really a great feat for most, but for me, it was about fear. Fear of failing at something my 7 year old is awesome at.
Hum… maybe it is time that I stop caring what others think of my athltic skills and really learn to play for the joy of a game.
Hum… isn’t this what I keep reiterating to the boys? Just have FUN.
All that aside, I am so glad God blessed me with a great cheering section all my own!
BTW… the helmet squishes your cheeks together… making them look even more chubby! lol