Baseball Mom!
Life is a bowl of cherries...or chocolates...whatever. You don't know what you are going to get. Sometimes you get a bad one in the midst of the good. (I grew those cherries, by the way! 👆) I'm just out here tryna' live my best life as a new baseball mom. 😱 Oh my goodness. Baseball momming is exhausting! I GOT to make sure he has his glove and his uniform and his bat and his hat and his sunglasses before we drive all over the country to play ball, like...every stinking weekend. (Is there a list somewhere?!!!) And oh, by they way, I'm going to need sunscreen and snacks and drinks and money and...in case I get bored while sweating in the blazing sun, these people are not joking around at their baseball 10u tournament games. Not kidding. One team even had announcers and walk-up songs for their batters. (I couldn't quit laughing. How am I supposed to take these babies that seriously when I just want to pinch their cheeks?!!)...