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10 years ago, I had barely set foot in a hockey rink.  Truth be told, I did not really like hockey.

Now I spent an inordinate amount of time in rinks all over Nova Scotia in connection with the hockey careers of my family.  It has become a part time job with overtime hours….. in addition to the full time lawyer one I already have.  And I am generally ok with that balance (or lack thereof depending on the week!)  I have an eight year old son who is in his second year of Novice Advanced, a six year old daughter in her second year of IP and a 37 year old husband who spends as much time on the ice as our children.

Join me on the journey as I chronicle the life of a Serendipitous Puck Mummy.  Cause I have lots of time in a rink to think about it all….

How I Got Here… The First Post

Timmies, Tantrums and TSN Prospects – Chronicles of a Serendipitous Puck Mummy

Ten years ago, I had quite literally spent no time in a hockey rink.  Now, I have a part time job with over time (in addition to my full time job…) at rinks all over Nova Scotia.  That’s right – I am a Hockey Mom.  I may have not chosen hockey, but hockey seems to have chosen me.

How did this happen?  Firstly, I found a significant other who had spent most of his formative years in a rink.  Seriously.  And he continues to do so as he is fortunate to work with the Canadian Forces and is the Captain of a base hockey team that has won several National championships.  He has also managed to combine his passion for the sport with his extracurricular activities, as he has been a Nova Scotia scout for a Junior Major hockey team in the Q league for the past three years.  I have been told he is quite talented for a 37 year old.  As I know little about the sport, I am grateful when he comes home from games uninjured.  That means talent to me.

Secondly, we had a son who would rather play hockey than anything else in the world.  Well, maybe baseball would be a contender, but that kid is a serious hockey fan.  I think he is the only three year old to ever have had season’s tickets to the Mooseheads.  At that age he would sit through every game and watch intently.  At four years old he would describe, play-by-play, games he had seen in excruciating detail.  People who heard him for the first time thought it was cute.  I heard the replays so many times it hurt my head to listen.  At his 5th birthday party, held at a Moosehead game, he was annoyed with his like age friends when they were not quite as interested as him in the game.  When not on the ice or watching others on the ice, he rollerblades in front of our house taking shots on a net which is falling apart.  The neighbours have learned to steer around him.  Noah is now eight and a second year player on a Novice advanced team.

Next, we had a daughter.  It appears her sole goal in life since birth is to be her brother.  That means she plays hockey too.  She is not as passionate as her brother about the sport, but she is one very happy kid at the rink.  She does spend what appears to be an inordinate amount of time skating to the boards to ensure I am watching her, only her and not talking to anyone, but she loves being on the ice.  Gabrielle is now six and in her second year of IP.

Lastly, we have been blessed to have two SMU university hockey players (and one awesome girlfriend!) live in our basement at separate times over the last three years.  These are talented impressive young people who I would love our children to turn out like.  So I am motivated to keep them around.  Plus, they play street hockey for hours on end with all the neighbourhood kids, allowing me to sit and type on the computer….

That’s my hockey family.  Let me remind you I spent no time at a hockey rink until 10 years ago.  I was a figure skater for about three years but after having to repeat the beginner badges, left the rink for good.  Hockey may not be my passion, but I support my family’s passion for the sport.  So, I think that just about qualifies me to write about this topic!  I have had many hours of rink time to ruminate about the sport and its impact on kids and families.  Now I get to share those thoughts with you.  I hope you enjoy.

The Serendipitous Puck Mummy can be contacted at puckmummy@bellaliant.net