I really can't explain how this happened. I grew up in small town Minnesota, we didn't have a hockey team anywhere close to us. I went to my first hockey game in my 30's, only to watch my daughter play. The first time I dressed her in her goalie gear when her Dad was traveling, I proudly sent him a photo and he texted me back that her leg pads were on the wrong legs and she was missing her jersey. Yes, I am that Mom. When she started playing I thought it was like every other kids activity that we enlisted our girls in and she would play for a season and then try something new the following year. Wrong….she loved it and here we are, years later. She still loves it. I am still the clueless Mom at times but I embrace this and do my best to support her. I am now that goalie Mom in the stands that as Sydney describes, "They could do a meme for the noises you make when the puck is coming at Tess." I am not a crazy sports fan, I never will be but I love our little goalie so much and along with her Dad am her biggest fan in the stands. She works hard and plays hard. She makes us so proud.
We recently hosted a pasta party for the team during a home tournament weekend.
Becoming a hockey Mom happened by accident and I claim to not be one of the "crazy ones," I just love our girl so much and love watching her have so much fun with her friends and that is what it is all about.