Baseball Life: From the Ballfield to the Laundry Room

I have 3 beautiful children, 2 girls and 1 boy. With my girls, it is all sparkly pink, purple, and dance reviews. My son, on the other hand, is a combination of bathroom humor, stinky sports uniforms, action figures, and all things BASEBALL.

I have come to find out that tournament baseball is in a category all its own. I quickly found out how all-consuming baseball season is. Confession…I truly had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. Though I have heard from other Louisiana moms that it will quickly become something we love.

Move Over School Supply List

The school supply list has nothing on all the things required for baseball. Personalized game and practice uniforms, team hat, helmet, cleats, matching belt and socks, baseball pants, a bat, water jug, and a bag to hold all of said equipment. Am I the only one who didn’t know that picking out the correct size for a baseball bat is pretty important?

Free time…What is that?

It seems like from the moment you click register, your calendar is instantly filled with weekly practices and Saturday baseball games. My afternoons now consist of navigating “end of the workday” traffic to drop off at practice across town, dinner at Chick-fil-A or McDonald’s for the 2nd and sometimes 3rd time, and a ton of caffeine.

So Much Laundry

Who decided that baseball pants needed to be white? White polyester pants with dirt and grass-stained knees are going to be the death of me. With twice-a-week practices and anywhere from 4 to 5 games almost every weekend, I feel like I live in my laundry room.

To my fellow baseball moms, please comment your magic stain removal hack that you have discovered to keep these baseball pants white. Anyone else tried this method?

Cheering Section

I’ve gradually turned into the mom cheering on from the sidelines when my son makes a catch or hits the ball. I am simultaneously trying to video and watch each play.

When I’m watching the game, I quickly forget all the laundry and how miserably hot and humid it is in Louisiana. But I wouldn’t have it any other way, even with all of the running around in search of specific colored cleats and batting gloves. The excitement on all the children’s faces as they run around the bases and make that game-winning play is all that I need to do it all over again the following week.