The little town Shane's school is in has a baseball league, and so Shane decided he wanted to play in that league this year instead of with the Y. So I said sure, but after going to the first couple practices I was wondering what we had gotten ourselves into and how he (and I) would make it through the season. Baseball at the Y was super low key, they pretty much just made sure everyone got up to bat once and ran all the bases, if they couldn't hit off the coach's pitch they would pull out the tee for them, and everyone just kind of did whatever in the field. In this league the rules of baseball were actually followed and the kids were hitting off a pitching machine, and I was sure after watching him the first few practices he would never get a hit all season. Not to mention the playing in the dirt and obliviousness in the field. But enter his awesome, patient coaches, some practice at home with daddy, a lot of positive encouragment, and Shane blossomed before my eyes.

I felt bad after the first game not because he was bad (which he was) but because he wasn't really doing what his coaches asked or following directions like he should be, or trying his hardest. I am not a crazy sports mom by any stretch of the imagination, but I do think those are all super important life skills that he needs to be developing. So when we got into the car afterwards I told him he needed to give me his snack and that he wasn't going to get to eat it that night because of the way he had acted and told him what he needed to do if he wanted to get it next time. He was sad but understood, and we struggled at home to work with him the first few times without him crying about being afraid of getting hit by the ball or losing, etc. And I'm not exactly sure when or how it happened, but little by little he started trying his hardest, really listening to what his coaches were trying to teach him to do, paying attention to what was going on, and having FUN!
This was the night our friends the Ashbys came to watch him play. Katie had asked me for his schedule and I pretty much told her not to come until I was feeling a little more sure of things. But she managed to ask Shane his team name and found the schedule on the webpage and came one night!
And they must be his good luck charm because he got his first hit that night! He was so excited, and so was I! And so were his coaches!
We had told him we would get him ice cream if he ever hit the ball, so it was a celebration!
Little did we know how many times he would end up hitting the ball!! It was so much fun to watch his confidence grow and see him realize that something that started out hard for him he was able to get good at with some practice and determination, and how fun it could be too. (Here he was about to score his first run).
I ended up being really happy we decided to have him play in that league- though they expected more out of the kids than what I had been used to, they helped the kids achieve that in a very nice and positive way, and he learned so much. The girls loved playing at his playground, and it was a lot of fun to sit with neighbors and friends during the games and play against familiar faces from school.
And as icing on the cake his team won the championship! He was pretty excited about that.
And my little "Rocket" as his team fondly nicknamed him, got the award for most improved player!! (Following the Nebeker tradition:) ). It was really cute, I heard one of the players on the team telling him in the outfield on one particularly good game of his "Shane I'm really proud of you buddy, you had some great hits!" I think he really felt a sense of team unity and had a lot of fun, and his coaches all told me how much fun they had with him and how proud they were of how far he had come. He may not ever be a "star" or even continue playing baseball for years (though he definitely wants to play next year!), but I hope in our crazy competitive world he will always be able to play sports of some kind or another because Josh and I think they are so good for kids for exercise and so many important life lessons.

I wanted to write this all out to remind myself, and all my kids, in the future, that we can do hard things! Not everything comes easy or naturally at first but with a little work they can be achieved and when they are it is even more rewarding because of it. We are so proud of you Shane!!!