He is okay with Dad cheering, but not his Mom.
I don't kiss and hug on him in the locker room or at the ice rink.
I cheer him on.
But not out loud anymore...my heart strings are kind of dangling there now. Cut like the apron strings. Why do the boys have to grow up and snip those strings so soon?
My consolation, I have 3 younger than him, so I might have another 5 years before i am asked to sit back and be quiet from them.
Good thing I know he loves me.
2 comments:
If it were Brett I would bring a blow horn!
I am so sad for you. I never had a child ask me not to cheer. They might have felt that way but they never asked. If it were me, I'd go ahead and do it. That's part of my job of being a mom. Tell him to deal with it. You do a lot to make it possible for him to play hockey. He should be more appreciative and let you enjoy being a mom spectator at his games. IMHO
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