Tuesday, August 16, 2016

6 Things Coaches' Wives Have in Common

When I married into the coach's wife life, I had not one single clue what I had gotten myself into.  Not a clue, I tell ya'!  Possibly and similarly to the fire fighter's wife, the administrator's wife, the cop's wife, and so forth…

Let me give you a quick (emphasis on quick) summary:

Later into my teenage life, I knew that one of my 'prerequisites' in a husband was that he would be a coach.  I didn't know any other details.  I really didn't have any other items that were on my list.  Of course,  I wanted him to be handsome, but the coach thing was the only one item I really had my eye on.  There's always at least one thing that people have in mind for a spouse.  What about, "I want my husband to have green eyes", or, "I want him to be shorter", or, "I want him to have good hands".  Same thought process.  I had in my mind that my spouse was going to, one way or the other, be a coach.  I tell young girls often, don't ever give up on that one thing that you want.  God has put it there for a reason; stick with it, don't lower your expectations, and be on the lookout.

Enter: MY COACH.  Oh man…I was smitten from the moment I met him!  Now wait a minute, this is not a blog post on our wedded bliss+married life, BUT, I was taken by this young man that I met in college.  I will never forget the day we talked about what we wanted to do after college, and he preceded to tell me that he wanted to coach.  Oh LAWD. He had no idea what he had just done!  Bells went a-ringin' in my head!  This. Was. It.

And IT, it was.

Fast forward.  Let me just say, imagine that I was trying to sell something I had to offer in a wanted ad.  It would simply say:

Am Independent.  Will Travel.  Will Make New Friends. 


I learned very quickly that my independence was a strength and my ten hour 'getaway' to college was a good learning lesson on how to move across a state as well as plenty of cities and simply adjust and make new friends.  

They may not know it, but I thank my mom and dad daily in my thoughts for raising me in a fashion and mindset of  ~you are able and can do and go anywhere~.  My parents celebrated the fact that I wanted to go far away for college and begin anew.  They celebrated my independent nature.  I love them for that.  Otherwise, I would not have met My Coach or have been able to endure this coach's wife life.   

With all that being said, I learned very quickly that a coach's wife life was not for the faint of heart.  Good gosh, think about it.  Ups. Downs. Talking. Communicating. Answering.  Wins. Losses. Time.  Lots and lots of time.  Time spent on perfecting other players' skills while I wait at home.  While WE (enter: our own kids) wait at home.    

It took some of my own time learning to process it all.  I was often bitter, often confused, and just wanted to know why it took hours upon hours of game planning for one single game.  If it weren't for the community of coaches' wives that were strategically placed around me by our gracious and loving Father, I would've been an absolute mess.  A mess, I tell you. 

Which brings me to this.  The 6 Things Coaches' Wives Have In Common.  Six reasons on why coaches' wives, no matter the distance or the familiarity with each other, will always be family to me. 



1.  We Are Independent.    
There is no way on God's green Earth could we be co-dependent and make it. Nope! Our Coaches need us to be independent and we ARE. They married independent, self-sufficient women! 

2. The Bond. 
When we see each other, we immediately have a bond.  There is a mutual understanding of what each other goes through, and you feel it upon meeting. We have a common goal, a unity, and an understanding of how our life can be during season, and we love each other for it. 

3. We Hear and Don't Talk. 
We listen and we don't repeat. Period. We listen to our coach, empathize with them, hear all the ins and outs, and we keep it right there. As I like to say before conversations: "This is Vegas...". We understand we are there for support, we will stand up and fight for our Coach, and we help navigate tricky waters through the thick of it. There's more to this coach's wife life than meets the eye.  

4. The "My Children are Your Children" Mentality
When we see each other chasing after our small children, we immediately help and run after them too. You know why? Because our husbands are on the field. We have to help because we are family, and we know what it feels like. 

5. We Love the Team.
We love them JUST as much as our Coach does. After all, they are like our sons and daughters. We watch them every weekend, every Friday night, every tournament. We know their numbers. We want every single one of them to succeed. Little do fans know how it isn't only the coach, but it's the wife too that prays for success for every single player. Not for the win, but for the individual to see his/her hard work pay off. And when it does, it's just as exciting for us as it is to anyone else.

6. We Rise and Fall with Our Coach
With a win we celebrate. With a loss we analyze. We talk it out. All with our coach. Never could I ever see my coach lose and keep going on my merry way. No, we are right there with them. With every loss and every win. We feel it too.


Coaches' Wives everywhere.  I love and adore you.  You are the backbone behind your Coach.  He needs you even when the days get long and the nights get late.  Rise up and know that there is a wife out there that supports you and knows your sacrifice.   It's easy to get upset and bitter.  Way easy.  That's the enemy trying to wedge his way in.  Don't let him.  And know that you are an integral part to the team, the school, and most of all, The Coach and his mission field.  

Carry on, Coach's Wife! 




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Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Dear Coach's Kid

I had this long, novel-like post written on all of my thoughts and wonderings on being a coach's kid.  I wrote down every intricate detail of what usually crosses my mind when I wonder what it is like, since my upbringing looked so different than what my children's upbringing does.

And then I deleted it.

It's not about what I think, but rather what I want my own 'coach's kids' to know. What I desire them to understand about this life we live.

So, I thought it would be more appropriate to write a letter to my own, and "The Coach's Kid".

Dear Sweet Children, 

It's a busy season right now, huh? Spring always brings busier schedules and lots of concession stand food (which I'm sure it's truly, truly hard for you to eat M&Ms for dinner...yeah, right).  Let's be honest, I bet it pretty much always seems like "a busy season" though, right?  I know it seems like I'm not only carting you to YOUR outside of school things, but also to Dad's outside of school things, too.  I also know it's not easy when we only see Dad a few minutes out of the day or when we are only able to kiss him goodnight while he walks in smelling like the baseball field and wearing his baseball garb.  I know there have been times where we have had to give up our Daddy for multiple Saturdays while we go about our day going to our own games.  I know there are numerous times that we miss him. Trust me, I know.  I miss him too. 

But, there are also two things I really want you to know about your Daddy being a coach.  I want you to know that he loves you so, so much.  When he talks to me when you aren't around or when you have to go to bed before he is home, he always asks me how your day was.  When things are so crazy with our schedules, he tells me he misses you so much.  His love for you is so immense.  He believes in you and loves you.  He also trusts me to take the best care of you when he is not there for things.  And let me also tell you, anything that he ever has to miss of yours, it shoots lightning bolts of absence through his veins; there is nothing more that he loves to do than watching YOU.  I know he shows you his love for you, but I also hope I do a good job of letting you know how much he loves you.  He adores the way you love The Lord, and he shows you how important that is through being your daddy and also through being a coach.  Which leads me to the second thing I want you to know. 

I want you to know that what he does might sometimes just seem like coaching high school kids.  But dear heart, it is so, so much more than that.  He is preparing minds and hearts for Christ.  He is doing Kingdom work, day in and day out.  He views this 'job' that God laid on his heart years ago as his calling and as an honor and a privilege.  You see, this coaching gig is a pretty big deal.  Believe it or not, it's not ALWAYS about winning.  Winning is nice. Winning is fun.  Winning also can be job security at times.  But, it's really about being many other things; being a father figure for the one that might not have a dad like we are so honored to experience on a daily basis.  It's about being an example of what a Godly man looks like.  It's about showing and teaching how to handle defeat and how to portray class and character, and mostly, humbleness in the wins while giving glory to God.  It's about showing dedication and commitment and the important learned skill of NOT QUITTING, even when you want to.  It's about making an IMPACT.  But again, most importantly, it's about sharing the love of Christ and leading young, impressionable souls to Him.  

And sweet kids, that is why it is so important to support him.  That's why I ask you to help carry chairs and other game items as we run out of the house trying to make it in time.  I know you have lots of fun at the games (most of the time) hanging out in the dugout and running around eating hot dogs; however, I also know it's not as fun when Dad's not around.  But you see, when we support him, we are not supporting the wins or the hope of them, we are supporting a much bigger picture.  We are supporting a mission, a vision, and a passion for the love of Christ.  We are blessed to have a Daddy who knows he is in the will of God.   



My hope for you is that you will be as fearless and courageous to follow God's call on your life.  I hope that as we watch our Daddy coach his heart out, that you won't see just a coach, you will see YOUR awesome Dad and a man who loves The Lord with all his heart and is heeding to the call from Him. 


Watch your Daddy coach and run as fast you as you can to God.  God will reveal His plan for you just like He did with your Dad.  And when that calling is revealed, whether it be 20 years old, or 65, follow it and don't for a minute look back.  


"Have I not commanded you?  Be strong and courageous.  
Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, 
for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go." 
Joshua 1:9 



I love you, 

Mom 







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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Standing In the Gap




Ahhhh....the coach and the playoffs.  What a relaxing, fun, exciting time for a coach's wife, right? I mean, gosh! At least we made it here, right?!?

Wrong.  Oh, so, so wrong.

I will never forget the first year we went to the state playoffs.  We had to have a hotel room and me and my 4 year old boy were happy to tag along with my wonderful coach of a husband.  I had no idea what was going on.   I mean, goodness, my previous experiences of being in a hotel room equaled vacation, fun, relaxation, and pool time.

Oops.

I had no idea the amount of PREP went on preparing for a state game.  Oh my gosh.  None.  Coach's meetings, watching past games of the opponent online,  lots and lots of room checks for the boys,  lots of pep talks, arriving at least a couple of hours before game time, and even more than that, LOADS of prayer.

Let me put it to you this way, I promised/vowed/committed to never get the same hotel room as my husband during a state-semi/state game.  Never again. Ever. Ever, EVER.

BUT....I didn't live up to that vow.  I, through some painful growth moments, learned to understand and SUPPORT my husband in his preparation.  I was there to pray, support, love on, and give him every ounce of 'go get 'em, honey!!' as possible.

This weekend of state semis was no different in my role.  Oh, well, wait.  It was a little different.  My little gal decided to have a reaction to her antibiotics and I had to scour the town that playoffs were in (mind you, I have never been in this town longer than 5 minutes) for a local Walgreens for my pedi to call in another script.  Do you know how badly I wanted to complain to my husband?? Do you know how badly I wanted his help?  But guess what, ladies.  I didn't.  I had to put on my big girl panties and DO IT.  With the help of our pediatric nurses who are great, and making a few phone calls, I got it done. And you know what?  It was slightly empowering and I felt so good that I didn't bring my husband, who was OBVIOUSLY in another state of mind, into something that I could've handled.  Coach's Wives, you can to do it.  Trust me, you can.

My role is that of cheering on my husband and praying that he will have the guidance of our Lord to act on and to listen to.  A praying wife for her husband.  Watching him this past weekend after so many years....has been more special to me than ever.  I know so much more.  I have learned so much from fellow coach's wives; Charlotte, Arija, Robin, Roxanne.  I have observed and listened to what he needs from me as his wife.  I want to give him my all; even though, I don't act like it all the time.  I love him.  I want him to succeed.  The hours, the time, the sweat, the tears, the thoughtful act of where to play boys and the strategic, WISE thoughts behind every decision.

My Coach...is the smartest baseball guy around.  I am not kidding.  Shout out to his parents for making him an amazing SMART baseball man.  Watching him is nothing short of amazing as much as it is baffling.  I have so much respect for him.

SO...Coach's wives.  What advice can I give?  To stand.  Stand by him.  Be ready to cheer him on and watch him, and watch him and be proud.  No matter what anyone else in the stands might say.  Lose your hearing, ladies (thank you, Charlotte).  Don't believe them.  He is YOURS and he is smart and he loves what he does.  Be that cheerleader (no, I wasn't one in HS) that he needs. Be there for the fall, the rises, and the in betweens.  Stand by him.  He needs for his wife to not only love him, but to know that even though schedules and life are crazy, you are okay and that you are there to pray for that win...to pray for those decisions...to pray for those moments that he doesn't know what to do. You stand in the gap.  Stand there and hold his hand, because even though he might act like he may not need it at times, I can tell you from experience, he does.

Power to you, Coach's Wives!  I am cheering YOU on.  Go.  Stand.  Cheer. Him. On.

I love you, Coach.


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