The Stay at Home Mother

So my son started football camp with the Titans this past week. He has been begging me to put him in football for the past two years, but I've been a bit scared about it. However he is six now so I decided to let him try it.

Yes, I was a bit reluctant, as football is a contact sport and I wasn't sure how he would feel about it - I mean, I worry that he might get hurt, or be overwhelmed by it or can't keep up or.........

But on the very first day, I could sense my fears lift a bit. First off - my son is tall and very strong, so its hard to move him if he doesn't want to be moved. He's also very co-ordinated, able to catch and throw very well.

It's an intensive training camp (from my perspective) as it's three hours long each day, with a 1/2 hour break for lunch. I thought my son would be exhausted afterwards, but instead, he was still raring for more!

The great thing about this as well is that they start off as a "flag" team - meaning "no contact" but rather have little flags hanging off their sides, and they have to grab a flag to stop a player instead of tackling them.

Also, the coach is amazing and really energizes the team and gets them excited about learning new plays, working together and simply having fun.

Today they were able to watch the BC Lions practice and then meet them in person to sign their miniture footballs. My son was thrilled (as was I!) I don't think I have been that close to the team myself - those guys were HUGE but were so good with the kids and really made their day.

My son thanked me yesterday night when I put him to bed.

"Why"? I asked smiling as he kissed my cheek.

"For putting me in the best sport ever, mom"

Ah, yes. And in that moment, all my fears vanished. And I simply let his joy wash over me.

I may still worry about him, but at least I can sometimes see through the fear and do right by him.

Who ever said having a son would be easy?!