When staying safe meant staying in*When life became different than it’s ever been We had to learn to stay apartBut keep our loved ones close to heart The Coronovirus, at first like a storm far away, Moved closer and closer day by day Until finally we had to prepare And then we were suddenly very aware That... Continue Reading →
On the First day of Christmas, my parents gave to me: A new stick to play hockey. On the Second day of Christmas, my parents gave to me, Two shin pads And a new stick to play hockey. On the Third day of Christmas, my parents gave to me Three water bottles Two shin pads And a... Continue Reading →
When I signed up for motherhood no one ever told me how much food children can eat - especially when they're growing athletes. Instead of putting money away for their future education, I'm contemplating putting a savings plan in place for the exorbitant grocery bills I'm going to have when my two children are teenagers... Continue Reading →
The allocation of playing time in youth sports is a heated and controversial topic. It is also a topic that is multi-faceted and can be misunderstood by parents who don’t always recognize the complexities that coaches are faced with when you consider the variety of ability and commitment levels of each child on their team.... Continue Reading →
Today, I dropped my two children off to school in their hockey jerseys. Today, I wore green, yellow and white to work. Today, every person I met was wearing a jersey. Today, I watched a group of students stand on the corner of a busy street with signs asking drivers to honk their horns in... Continue Reading →
Over the past few years, I’ve really struggled with providing home cooked meals for my two growing hockey players. As a full-time working mom who has a second full-time job as a hockey mom, there is never enough time. The first two years my children were in hockey, we ate take-out far too often (although... Continue Reading →
There’s nothing that gets the adrenaline running and the heart pumping quite like an intense minor hockey play-off game. And I’m not describing the players here – although I’m sure they experience those physical effects too- I’m talking about the parents in the stands who can barely contain their excitement or dismay at their child’s... Continue Reading →
When my son started minor hockey, I knew nothing. Not a thing. So if you’re in the same boat, and you’re reading this because you have no idea about hockey, then don’t feel bad. There are other moms (and dads, and grandparents) just like you. You are not alone! This post is designed to address... Continue Reading →
As I looked around the gifts at my baby shower, I was overwhelmed with emotion and besotted by my newborn son. My little boy was going to be adorned in the most adorable blue outfits. As I scanned over the spoils, I noticed that most of the items sported a common theme. There were baseball... Continue Reading →
The Reluctant Hockey Mom 