I’m thrilled to be writing for HockeyNow and sharing some stories from
inside the hockey mom zone. My name is Astra and I am a mother of three
wonderful kids, married to an amazing hockey dad and living in Manotick,
Ontario just south of Ottawa – home of the Sens Army. Most days, I am a
senior human resources professional. Evenings and weekends, though, I
am a senior hockey mom! I am now in my fourteenth season as a hockey mom
and this hockey mom odyssey continues.
Like many hockey moms, I never set out to be a hockey mom in the first place; I came by it most underhandedly. My son Connor (a ’96) and my son Taylor (a ’97) started playing hockey together in 2001. And why did Connor start hockey a year later than most of his friends? Because I held Connor back a year that’s why. I just wasn’t sure I wanted to do this whole hockey thing. Gathering around the TV for Hockey Night in Canada on Saturday nights to watch hockey is a great thing. Heading out at 5AM for practice the next day? Not so much. I figured if we could keep on being the ski family we were then I could keep on being the après-ski and chalet mom I was. So, we lied to Connor and told him hockey doesn’t start until you’re five years old.
He’s eighteen now and has almost forgiven us.
For the next ten years, my two boys were on the same hockey team exactly. . . once. Two goalies (just my luck), a leftie and a rightie (seriously, how lucky can I get?), who stood between the posts for several competitive hockey teams primarily in the Osgoode Rideau Minor Hockey Association. Connor also played nets for his South Carleton High School team (because one hockey team isn't enough!), helping them win a city championship in his final year of high school. They’ve both now retired from minor hockey, with Connor off at Dalhousie University and his brother set to fly the coop later this year (knock on wood!).
My millennium baby, Emily, has been playing hockey since 2004. Though she was also a goalie for two consecutive seasons (proving beyond any doubt that my husband dropped them all on their heads while I was out shopping), she is now fourteen and plays forward for her Nepean Girls Hockey Association Bantam house league team and the Bantam DS team (because, again, one hockey team isn't enough). We call her sniper. She calls us weird.
From 2004 to 2012, we had three kids playing minor hockey. I was in a hockey arena more often than Don Cherry has said, “You kids out there. . .” I’ve nudged the odometer of more than one family car over the 200,000 kilometre mark and bought my weight in hockey tape several times over. And guess what? None of my kids will ever make it to the NHL and none will covet a hockey scholarship. But that’s ok. It means I have something in common with 99.9% of the minor hockey moms out there, right?
Our hockey calendar is no longer the chaos it used to be which leaves me a little more time for my other passion. . . writing. I’m delighted to be writing for HockeyNow’s Mom Mondays and to share the highs and lows of my life as a hockey mom. So I’m calling two minutes for grabbing a cup of coffee and sharing a laugh or two. And don’t hesitate to leave a comment about your hockey mom life too! Hockey moms have a lot in common.
Three cheers for the home team!
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