Happy Mothers Day From Cubbies Crib


May 8, 2011; Chicago, IL, USA; A general shot of pink breast cancer awareness bats prior to a game between the Chicago Cubs and the Cincinnati Reds at Wrigley Field. Mandatory Credit: Dennis Wierzbicki-US PRESSWIRE

Behind every baseball player, there is a mother. A mother who is that player’s number one fan. On this day, we do not celebrate just our mother’s–we celebrate those women in our lives who have supported us through the thick and thin.

Major League Baseball does one of the more memorable celebrations of Mothers Day. As you sit down to watch the Cubs play or any other Major League Baseball team, teams will feature bats, equipment, and bases that a feature a pink tone to not only honor our mothers, but to also honor the victims, survivors, and family members of those who have been affected by breast cancer.

My Grandmother is a breast cancer survivor. I am very honored to say that she is still a vital part of my life today. I, for one, think of my Grandmother every time I see the baseball players walk up to the plate with pink bats. But today is not about baseball, it is about recognizing those special women in our lives whose unconditional love has guided us in the right direction.

In conclusion, I would like to say a word about my mother. During my years of little league baseball, there was noticeable difference between the kids that are featured on the little league world series and myself. I will be the first to admit that I was not the greatest of baseball players. But one thing that made me feel great, was the fact that my mother was at every game I had, and always cheered me on and inspired me to continue playing the game I loved. Ironically, the first game she missed of mine came during the my first season ever of playing baseball. I had gone the first several games of the schedule without a hit, and my mom was unable to make this one particular game because she had to register me for Middle School at the time. Ironically, it was in that game that I got my first hit ever. At the time, I was unable to dedicate that hit to her. As if I knew what the word “dedicate” meant at that time.

But, mom, this post was made in your honor. Thank you for being my number one fan, and always cheering me on no matter the situation. Happy Mothers Day to not only my mom, but to all the wonderful moms in our society!