I hate being a hockey mom.

Not because I’m a mean mom, most simply because I don’t the little “hockey mom clicks”. I don’t want to meet up during the week and plan fun outings outside of the arena, fundraisers, or gossip about other teams and their hockey moms.

My ex and I pay out the hundreds of dollars every fall for my daughter to play the game. I simply want to come sit back and watch her play the game she loves so much. She most probably won’t ever get onto a NHL team, or the Woman’s Team Canada Olympic Hockey team (although if she made it, I would totally support her).

My daughter is the team goalie and that presents me with another stress. It’s alot of responsibility for her if no goals go in then she’s the hero, but if by chance some pucks get by her then she gets judged by her teammates and sad to say but by some, not all, but some of the parents.

Below is a brief clip of her from this past sunday’s game, she’s the goalie 🙂

 

I also know that some of the parent’s talk bad about me because I am not at EVERY single game. I can’t be at EVERY single game. I don’t have a car, the team she plays for is for the country township in which her father lives,, and sometimes these games are very late at night.

I’m a loner hockey mom, I like to sit and read my book on a bench while I wait for her to get all her gear on. I sit off by myself in the stands and cheer quietly from afar for her and the rest of her team (sometimes I sit with my older daughter Big C). After the game I return to reading my book while she gets out of her stinky gear and shoots the shit with the girls in the change room. We walk out into the cold winter air I give her a hug and tell her how incredibly proud I am of her.

She hugs me back and say’s “thanks mom”. (then she usually bribes me for a drink and snack, cause she knows I love her).

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