Yesterday's game was an emotional one...and it turned out that we would only play the first game. The boys were heartbroken and even though they are 8-10 year olds most of the boys were crying by the end of the game when the coach huddled everyone together. I stood back to listen and could tell the coach was getting choked up too.... which meant so much. As I mentioned yesterday, this team was one of those teams that you just have to treasure because you know it is not going to be the normal experience. It was truly a love fest last night as we had our final party, all the parents were so grateful for this particular season and so grateful for such genuine men who really took the time to truly coach these boys in such a meaningful way . Luke was "gifted" the goalie shirt to keep, it melted my heart when I saw the surprised and touched look on his face when he understood what they were doing. This morning I asked him how he was feeling and he said he missed his coach and his teammates already......and after a few quiet moments he said, "Mom, I'm not crying....I'm sweating through my eyes". What a little character!! :)
I am blessed to be married to an incredibly loving and kindhearted man, Toby, and I am a mom to 2 boys...I am in the chapter of my life that involves baseball games, homework, playdates, diapers, and dump trucks. It is simply the best! With every part of my being I love being "Mom" and have learned the depth at which my heart can go when our youngest son was born with Down syndrome. This blog was created to connect with other families on this same journey that an extra 21st chromosome presents. Join me as I journal about Down syndrome, life, and raising Reid and his big brother Luke.