I've been told I have Softball OCD. Twice. Once by my wife and once by the wife of another dad (who also apparently has Softball OCD). Was a bit alarmed to hear it. Wondered if I need to go and see someone about this "problem".
It isn't about having OCD, it is about the excitement of watching my DD having the time of her life on the pitch, screaming, singing, hitting, pitching, playing, hi-5's. The packing of the cooler, the early mornings, the (sometimes) long drives - wondering if she packed her cleats. The incredible atmosphere at games, the team, the team's parents, the competitors, the snacks, the excitement, the sadness when we lose, the thrill when we win, and when we win by a run - in the last inning. I never thought I'd love a sport so much.
I have to accept I have Softball OCD. I can't help it. I love it because my DD loves it, lives it and is good at it.
Here's to you Softball OCD moms and dads.
It isn't about having OCD, it is about the excitement of watching my DD having the time of her life on the pitch, screaming, singing, hitting, pitching, playing, hi-5's. The packing of the cooler, the early mornings, the (sometimes) long drives - wondering if she packed her cleats. The incredible atmosphere at games, the team, the team's parents, the competitors, the snacks, the excitement, the sadness when we lose, the thrill when we win, and when we win by a run - in the last inning. I never thought I'd love a sport so much.
I have to accept I have Softball OCD. I can't help it. I love it because my DD loves it, lives it and is good at it.
Here's to you Softball OCD moms and dads.