I had a proud mommy moment today. A rare moment in this type of situation.
It was our first soccer practice.
The real soccer league.
6 year old girls.
MB only kinda knew one of them….but from first sight a good group of girls.
All the girls brought their own soccer ball. MB’s was pink.
A little girl wanted MB’s ball. As they were doing drills she kept taking MB’s ball. I watched from the sidelines. MB asked for her ball back. The girl refused. MB kept doing the drills with the other white balls.
During a water break. The girl took the ball with her while she got water. I watched MB. She didn’t come back for water. She stayed on the field. Looking cross.
The girl kept a hold of the pink ball. Finally during one drill the coaches took all the balls from the girls and put them in the middle. Some point shortly after there was a water break. MB brought her ball over to me and had her water. She left the ball at my chair and didn’t say a word. I knew why, smart girl 🙂
Then she went back out playing and was having a blast. More into it than she was in the last co-ed league. She scored the first little goal during a scrimmage.
Practice was over. She comes over. We get inside the car. She immediately says that girl was so mean, she took my ball, and wouldn’t give it back, I wanted to cry.
I turned to her and said I saw it and I was really proud of her. I was proud she didn’t cry. She didn’t make a scene. She kept doing the drills. She kept listening to her coach. She was the bigger person. I told her I loved her and was really really proud of her.
She smiled. One of the sweetest smiles. She said thank you mommy. I am happy I made you proud. She told me how hard it was to hold back the tears, but she tried really hard and she was able to.
We went out for ice cream to celebrate. Not to celebrate the goal. Not to celebrate her first practice.
To celebrate not having the breakdown I expected. The one that we usually we would have seen. For fighting off tears. For keeping her head in the game. For not letting this get to her.
A small moment, but a big moment for my little girl as she grows up.
So proud of her…and I hope next week the other girl sets her eyes on another ball! And if she doesn’t may MB have the strength 🙂