Hockey mom life

The life of a hockey mom. Where should I begin? The cold arena where you sit and wonder what you were thinking wearing a spring coat. Where you go to talk and your glasses fog up from the steam coming out of your mouth, hoping to warm up your face. So cold that you put gloves on but then your claps can’t even be heard by you lol.

Then there is the smell. The best way to describe this is to say it smells like you put 15 kids on ice, had them skate around and then throw them in a small dressing room. Wait a minute….that is exactly what they did. But when your baby steps out on the ice and smiles up at you all of that disappears. I end up being the screaming lunatic yelling at my 8 year old to….skate faster, shoot the puck, pay attention. All of which he tells me he cannot hear…WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN’T HEAR ME!!!

Then the moment happens. Your child is skating up the ice with the puck and ….He scores. I remember why I sit in the cold and deal with the smell. I do it because I love my son, I am proud of my son and it allows me to scream without people looking at me funny. I wouldn’t change being a hockey mom at all.

About nicholefolino

I am a mother of two lovely, fast growing children. Not only do they keep me busy and active but they amaze me every day. I have a background in Early childhood education and that knowledge has not only helped me grow and nurture my children, but also the families that were in my care. I am born and raised in Hamilton and know what a great place it is to raise children. I am so excited to be bringing Mommy Connections to Hamilton and to start my own "tribe" of phenomenal women.

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