I am the 'unofficial' assistant coach of my youngest's volleyball team. The real coach is a young pre-med, high school and college volleyball player, and is also a new first-time coach. I come to some practices and all the games, and have learned to fill in the scorebook. Mainly I am just supportive (and I can't help but reflect on how little involvement my students' parents have in their extracurricular life). Tonight was grueling, though. 8pm game, which started late. The girls won both games, and finished about 9:10.
Of course, this is past my youngest's normal schoolnight bedtime. Again, I reflect on the hours I hear some of my sleepy students keep. Going to bed at 1am, watching Adult Swim (my students are 12 years old), having little or no rules or guidelines at home for behavior. Also, I am knackered, having been up at 5:20am, on the road on the bicycle at 6:15. Then on my feet for the day, including lunch, and a humid ride home.
To me, this is normal parenting. It is tough, it is sometimes less than convenient, but it is necessary and it is rewarding.
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