OK, no surprise to anyone but I am a cheer mom! I start stressing the week of a competition, I have all the faith in the world of Peyton and her team I just want everyone else to know how great they are as well!
This weekends competition was no different, we packed all our shouter gear and headed to Kansas City. I woke up Saturday with the knot in my stomach and just kept saying we can do this, our girls know this routine inside and out. I get Peyton ready and make sure everything is perfect. I promise her eventually her head will stop hurting from all the bobby pins I jab into her skull, apply all the make up and give her hair one final spray of hair glue. All while never telling her how nervous I am. We get to the arena and meet up with her team, I give her one last hug and wish her good luck!
Then the waiting begins, I have my program and start taking notes. I apologize now to all the moms on other teams that I secretly am hoping for your daughters team to bobble or drop a stunt (I do not wish your child to get hurt, just loose a couple of points). Then they announce Twist and Shout Youth on deck, here it comes we are next. How embarrassed would Steve be if I just threw up right here? Now we're up, I try to sit still, but that does not happen. I'm up cheering, clapping and holding my breath. It literally is the longest 2:30 minutes and we have to do it all again tomorrow!
Day 2 starts the same, we are going into the finals in 1st place! All the parents sit in the exact section as yesterday, and almost in the same order. We decide today to go sit in the parents area when the girls perform. We didn't yesterday so of course we are hoping that doesn't jinx anything. I'm so glad I did because the routine was awesome and at one point I was able to make eye contact with Pey and give her a look of you've got this!
Now we wait for awards, will have to update later on that...
I've decided that it's OK that I'm a little crazy with this competive thing, I call it a sign of how much I love my kids and how awesome I think they are!
My saving grace is that the girls are like Steve and never crack under pressure!!
So if you ever find me passed out from holding my breath during their routines, it's OK just throw some glitter on me and keep cheering!!
Karen
