softball is life.

Softball is officially over for the season.

Two championship games.
One first place team.
One championship.
One third place finish.
One second place championship.

One All-Star game.

One of the most improved players on her team.

I have been a very reluctant softball mom for the past four years. It has been a hassle: a scheduling nightmare, long, often boring, political and sometimes way too intense.

And that's just the parents.

This year, as the season ends, I have learned to enjoy the games. It wasn't easy, and it didn't happen overnight. I simply had to come to terms with the fact that I had to actually sit still for two straight hours, and do nothing but relax.

This, my friends, was the secret that no one shared until this year.

Two straight hours of doing nothing but sitting, relaxing, and watching the girls try really hard.

Other "things" I also did at the softball field:

Solidified friendships, both old and new.
Witnessed the girls make new friends with their teammates and extended families.
Brought cold water on hot days, and hot coffee on cold days.
Learned to never left the house without a blanket and my Illinois camp chair.

The hardest part? Sitting still.
The easiest part? Cheering for each and every little girl.

It was an awesome season.

I learned an awful lot. Like, I actually can sit still.

Except maybe during playoff games.

See you at the field.

signed,

a softball mom.