Friday, May 10, 2013

End of the Week Bliss #3

This week was filled with many more struggles than good moments but that's sort of the point to these weekly posts. It's about finding the good within the chaos of the bad. So, I will not go into the details of all the bad things that happened this week. Because they are not what is important.

My high this week was my oldest sons baseball success. Seth is 11 years old and I will admit, he's not the most athletic child. Not compared to his 6 year old brother who sports seem to come just as naturally to as Seth's math abilities.

This year Seth decided he wanted to try and play baseball. For anyone who has children that play baseball or know someone who does, you know that this is an extremely competitive sport and that most of these kids start playing at around age 4.

My husband and I were concerned, we weren't sure if him starting baseball at his age was a good idea. We worried the boys would make fun of him, that the coaches wouldn't play him because he didn't even know how to hit a ball, and that his spirits would be crushed. But he insisted, and we decided "what the heck" if it's really bad we'll just pull him out.

Things started off rocky, we never received a call from a coach (even though we were promised that all children get on a team). When I finally got a hold of someone that could help me after many days of trying, they recommended putting him with the younger children. That took a few days of going back and forth until finally we decided that it was going to be hard enough and that regardless, even the younger children would be better than him, we decided to keep him in his age bracket. It took about a week for him to finally be put on a team, after the season had already started. You can imagine we were already feeling that we had made the wrong decision.

The first day he went to practice he happened to know a few of the boys from school. I wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing. But as the practices went on and when finally the games began my husband and I were in awe. The boys took him under their wings and guided him through all his faults, instead of pocking fun at him they taught him, the children became his coaches, and every time he would do something right they applauded him. Even when he got it wrong they told him it was OK and patted him on the back.

I haven't even gotten to the coaches because I might actually cry as I write this post. That statement alone should tell you just how amazing the coaches have been and it doesn't stop there. The parents, knowing he's never played, cheer him on when he's up to bat. They congratulate him after games when he makes contact with the ball. I never in a million years would have imagined this type of experience.

It has now been 3 months since the season started. This week Seth played his best game yet, he hit the ball the farthest he has all season. After arriving at first base, he proceeded to steal the remaining 2 bases until he made it to home base. He played his position to the best of his ability and we won the game. It wasn't the first time we won, it wasn't the first time he hit the ball, but it was the first time he felt confident, the first time he felt like he was just as much of an asset to his team as the other boys. 

This experience is the perfect example of a silver lining. We thought, based on all the struggles we had at the beginning of the season, that it was going to be a reflection of what to expect. Instead, we found that there is no other team on this league we would have wanted to be a part of. The season ends on Tuesday, we only have 2 games left and I can honestly say that I am saddened to realize the experience will soon be over. Here's hoping we take the championship title!



  1. Oh, I've got chills thinking how it must feel for Seth and for you to have ended up with such a satisfying season.

    This part especially warms my heart: " the children became his coaches, and every time he would do something right they applauded him."

    Wow. What blessings!

  2. Such a great experience, thank you so much for sharing it! My little one is still a baby, but I know I will struggle with risking and letting her be vulnerable (especially in situations, like sports, where I don't personally feel confident). I will tuck your story in my mom-pocket for those times ahead when I worry and want to hold back rather than let go and try. Thank you!

  3. Yay for all of you for going for it even though you thought it would fail. What a confidence booster it must be for Seth and how great that the other kids and the coaches took him under their wings.

  4. Go Seth! It takes a lot of courage to play a competitive sport like baseball at that age. I'm sure it's just as hard to watch your son, wondering how it will all turn out. I'm so glad it was a good experience for both of you.