Being a sports mom is like forever living in high school. You are either part of the “cool” crowd or your not, which I am not. I have been a sports mom for almost 20 years and have lived in the same community for the majority of that time. One of the biggest things that irks me is when I see other parents that just flat out act like you don’t exist.
I just want to scream, “Okay Becky I know you know who I am. Our kids have been on the same teams for the last 6 years!” In my community, if you didn’t grow up there, aren’t related to everybody in some way, or marry somebody who meets those two qualifications you are a forever outsider. It is frustrating and irritating. I don’t need to be friends with everybody but at the very least greet me with a dang nod.
The kicker for me is, these parents that act like that often have the worst behaved kids on the team. Obviously they learned their behavior from somewhere. You do not have to like me, because I frankly don’t care if you do, but acknowledge that I am alive.
I will say that I have found a couple people who have been amazing to me, kind and turned into friends. For that I am eternally thankful. When I see new parents navigating the sports parenting life, I always try to engage with them and hope they don’t feel like outsiders.
And for the record Becky, “You can’t sit with me either!”
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