We have begun our first soccer season , here in the AMAWG house. We're a little late getting started apparently, as the girls on the team my girls play on have played together for at least four seasons. Buddy's team is younger, just a couple of seasons under their belts. His inexperience is not nearly as evident.
I had no idea that soccer would be so emotional for me. And I'm not an emotional person usually. As I said, my girls are on a team that has been playing together for a while. IndieGirl is playing up, so she is a full year younger than these girls. Of course, she doesn't really know that or care about it. But I do. And my Princess, well, she just does not have an aggressive bone in her body apparently. Both girls were eager to take a break from dance and give sports a try.
Soccer was the logical first sport, since this is fall. We signed them up and talked up the idea of being on a team and all that jazz. We got cleats and shinguards and socks. We kicked the ball around in the backyard. Then the coach called. My girls were new to the game, so she wanted to have them out for a special practice--just the coach and the two girls. I was very pleased with this, because the coach wanted to make sure they were comfortable. All went well at that first practice. We had to wait two weeks for the next practice because of rain. That first team practice was interesting, to say the least. My girls did their best and followed directions. Sometimes they were a little slow to pick something up, or to respond to the coach. I could tell it was going to be a struggle for me to not lose my patience with them. I had to remind myself that I was not the coach and the girls needed me to just be Mom. Further practices continued to show the difference between a first season player and an experienced player.
Where is all the emotion in this? Well, we had our first game too. Both girls took a turn in goal, which was moderately successful. They stopped most of the balls that came their way. Unfortunately, we started the game with Princess almost scoring an own-goal. Oops! So we're watching them play the game. We are full of pride because they are out there, at least. There are no tears. They are on the field with good attitudes. However, they are behind the action a lot of the time. They don't go to the ball. I want them to get in the game. We paid for this! But wait, I just want them to have fun. I don't want them to be discouraged or have their feelings hurt. Princess is a sensitive girl. Her coach can be rather stern, but not mean. Still, I can see Princess getting upset. I don't want that to happen. Also, IndieGirl seems to be picking the game up more quickly, and the coach has noticed. I definitely don't want comparisons, although that is probably inevitable when they are on the same team. I want this experience to be fun. But I don't want her to be miserable. We made a commitment to the team and we will keep it.
It could be a long ten weeks.