My oldest daughter skated in a competition today. She is competitive, gets nervous before her events, and has yet to perform up to the high standards she expects for herself. May I remind you that she is eight years old? Oy! Adolescence is going to be tough with this one, I'm afraid.
Competitions are tough for Momzillas. I mean, how is one supposed to support a young person's competitive drive, instill a sense of good sportsmanship, and build self-esteem, while managing the Momzilla within?
As I cope my Momzilla and the competition scene, I am trying hard to take a page from my grandmother's playbook. She went to all of my brothers' basketball games and cheered for both teams. I was in college, and didn't get it...at all. Now, all these years later, I can see my grandmother's wisdom.
With her example in hand, I find that I am genuinely glad to see kids who work hard reap the benefits of their efforts. That said, while I don't root for gravity schadenfreude-style when it comes to skaters competing against my kids, I do cheer for it a little (inside, of course). For goodness sake, you can't expect Momzilla to go into complete hibernation for a competition!
Unfortunately for the world of competitive sports (but fortunately for this blog), there are many Momzillas out there who not only do not hibernate, but are insomniacs who could use a little Ambien. (See my post "The Heat Is On".) I'm keeping my eyes peeled for them over the next couple of days as this competition progresses. Stay tuned.