They are Going to Eat Him Alive!

It has all started.  And I am a little afraid.  I don’t want to be afraid.  I know I am probably not supposed to be afraid.  Or maybe there is some unwritten law somewhere that says it is okay for mommies to be afraid from time to time.  There at least has to be a clause in there somewhere about the first time your child plays a team sport.  I mean, come on.  He’s my baby.  My first baby, anyway.  My firstborn.  Here are the reasons I am scared for my son:

  • He is little.  Well, okay, he’s tiny.  He only weighs about 35lbs soaking wet.  The darling daughter who is 22 months old is going to pass him up soon.  The size xs baseball pants that I bought him, fell to his knees when he took a step. 
  • He has no previous knowledge of baseball.  He doesn’t even remember playing t-ball at three-years-old.  The horror!  That would have lent itself well to this season.  He told me last night that there are three bases-1st, 2nd, and home.  Uh-oh!
  • He is not very athletic (that I know of).  He is more the creative, well-spoken type.  He loves, loves, loves movies and he acts out scenes from them.  He is the child who has an extensive vocabulary.
  • He is a rule follower.  This might work for him.  He will probably try to do everything the coaches tell him. 
  • He is a little ADD.  You might not think he is paying attention because he is lolly-gagging in his own little world, but when you ask him what you said, he can tell you verbatim.
  • I want him to be accepted by his peers.  What mother doesn’t, right?  I want him to have friends and be liked. 
  • I want him to have fun.  Because I payed $80 for him to play and I don’t want to deal with whining if he decides he doesn’t like it.
  • I don’t want him to get hurt.  He still kind of ducks when the ball comes toward him and if he gets smacked in the face, arm, leg etc, then this season is done. 

I could probably think of many more reasons that I am fearful for my son.  But, the truth is, is that I am excited for the little guy.  He seems to be having fun so far.  He is excited about going to practice and wearing his “baseball” clothes.  At least he will look the part.  Check him out!


Proverbs 22:1

A good name is more desirable than great riches; to be esteemed is better than silver or gold.

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