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It's the little things..

Sometimes, it's really difficult being a coach's wife. Spending the majority of your nights alone, having dinner at 10, spending 30 minutes together before you both need to hit the hay. Some weeks are more difficult than others, but this is generally the way things go for 4 months.

Last week was one of the more difficult ones, for me. This is our 5th season together, but this is the first really hard one. The first 3, I was still in college living in Brownwood. I would drive in Thursday or Friday and catch the games, spend the weekend then head back Sunday night. Last year, I was taking a few classes and working night shifts so most nights I wouldn't get in until after Coach got home anyway. This year is so different. This year, I'm home by 5:00 where I try to get as much laundry done, watch the DVR'ed shows that Coach hates and do just about anything I can to make the time pass.

I spent a couple days reeling about whether or not to mention something to Coach about feeling like we aren't taking advantage of what little time we have. I felt guilty that he is working 90-100 hours a week and I'm asking for more attention. I decided I owed it to him to tell him how I was feeling. I'm ashamed to say I expected an argument. I expected him to be frustrated, saying this was our 5th go-around and I know what to expect, that he works so much, blahblahblah. I couldn't have been more wrong. He said he completely understood and would do more to ensure we spend as much quality time together as possible. I felt like an idiot for being so silly and not bringing it up sooner. I told him I'd been thinking about looking into taking art classes somewhere, meeting up with other coach's wives for dinner, and/or going back to school at night to keep me busy. Coach encouraged me to do anything so I'm not just sitting at home bored out of my mind. What a dollface!

I write this, not because I want to brag on my sweet, hard working husband (well that too :), but because I have so many coach friends with girlfriends or wives who may be feeling the same way. Being in a relationship with a coach is difficult. It's a lot of work, more work than you could possibly imagine until you're in that position. Know that it does get better. I was blindsided the first season (you have no idea how hard your high school coach's work and have a whole new respect for them and their families once you're one of them) and it is so rewarding to watch these young men look up to your honey as a role model. And then when they win games and make it to play-offs, you feel like you've put in blood, sweat and tears too. It makes it all worth it to be on that field on Friday nights, supporting your hub and his boys - win or lose, and see their hard work, long hours and dedication come to fruition.

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