I miss my hubby...
This time of year is always so hard for our family as we adjust to the school schedule without Jason (and now Caroline) and also dive head first into Volleyball. Each year this typically means practice each night and games 2 nights a week with weekend tournaments.
As much as we LOVE the interaction we have with the girls and value our time with them, it is hard for both of us- as coaching a sport season really wears on a family. There are late night phone calls (because coaches are constantly available), late game nights, long Saturdays, Booster Club meetings that make more nights late, additional sports coverage as a result of being a coach taking more evenings, physical tiredness, and emotional/mental tiredness for Jason. There is a constant need to please and be available, fund-raising, policy making, booster club leading, political tip-toeing, peacemaking, and the list goes on.
And Jason does it all! He went from a varsity team last year made up of 9th graders to three teams this year created from just 9th and 10th graders. There is a big need and a big desire for what Jason leads but we are finding that this year it is extra draining in ways we didn't imagine.
Yet, what it comes down to for both of us is Jason's opportunity to influence, affect, and show Christ's love to this group of students. We don't know how long we will commit to coaching, but for now, there is great purpose in sticking it out.
What does it mean for me? It means supporting Jason as he walks through this time and it also means many long days with the kids. At times, like this evening, I think there is no way to get to bedtime yet some days it isn't as hard. The hardest part is how much I miss him...
This week we had $40 "fall" into our laps and decided to hire a teenage babysitter for the day on Saturday so that I can go and join him for his all day tournament. Typically it is hard sitting through games as the kids are so tired by that evening and not really willing to cooperate or allow me to be Jason's fan and root for the home team. But Saturday I am so excited to be able to be completely focused on the team and on Jason and enjoying watching him in his element.
As much as we LOVE the interaction we have with the girls and value our time with them, it is hard for both of us- as coaching a sport season really wears on a family. There are late night phone calls (because coaches are constantly available), late game nights, long Saturdays, Booster Club meetings that make more nights late, additional sports coverage as a result of being a coach taking more evenings, physical tiredness, and emotional/mental tiredness for Jason. There is a constant need to please and be available, fund-raising, policy making, booster club leading, political tip-toeing, peacemaking, and the list goes on.
And Jason does it all! He went from a varsity team last year made up of 9th graders to three teams this year created from just 9th and 10th graders. There is a big need and a big desire for what Jason leads but we are finding that this year it is extra draining in ways we didn't imagine.
Yet, what it comes down to for both of us is Jason's opportunity to influence, affect, and show Christ's love to this group of students. We don't know how long we will commit to coaching, but for now, there is great purpose in sticking it out.
What does it mean for me? It means supporting Jason as he walks through this time and it also means many long days with the kids. At times, like this evening, I think there is no way to get to bedtime yet some days it isn't as hard. The hardest part is how much I miss him...
This week we had $40 "fall" into our laps and decided to hire a teenage babysitter for the day on Saturday so that I can go and join him for his all day tournament. Typically it is hard sitting through games as the kids are so tired by that evening and not really willing to cooperate or allow me to be Jason's fan and root for the home team. But Saturday I am so excited to be able to be completely focused on the team and on Jason and enjoying watching him in his element.
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