Four years ago I become "THAT" Mom. I became a "Wrestling Mom." I am one proud Wrestling Mom at that. Four years ago my son needed an outlet for all his stored up energy in the winter months. At 5 years old there was nothing for him. It was suggested to put him into Pee Wee wrestling, because they allow preschool aged children. So, I decided to give it a try. I will be honest deep down I hoped that my son would not like it. To my dismay my son feel in love with the sport, and I will tell the truth I have feel in love with the sport in a way as well.
Joel has slowly improved year in and year out. I will be honest my son is not the greatest wrestler, but he puts work into so that someday he will be. He doesn't give up. That is what makes me so proud of him. Joel knows that he isn't as good as some other boys, but he strives to be just as good. Some day if he stays with it I know he will be that boy going to state in wrestling. Wrestling doesn't come naturally for him, but it eventually comes in his time of understanding.
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| 1st Year of Wrestling |
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| Joel Watching Iowa Wrestle |
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| Joel in 4th Year |
Being a "Wrestling Mom" is more than just being there to cheer on my son, because it is something that he wants to do. Being a "Wrestling Mom" for me means to be there for him, and to love it just as much. When Joel wrestle I feel like I am wrestling. I hurt when he hurts, I cry when he cries, and I rejoice when he does. So, go ahead tease me of being a Wrestling Mom!!!! I am proud of it.




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