Rematch

Oh, how I love football season.
It's really the only reason I look forward to the end of summer.

 

I had to miss this season's home opener because it was my first day back at work and I didn't want to miss Ryder's bedtime, so yesterdays Superbowl rematch was especially exciting for me.

 

And once again, my world champion Seahawks pulled out a W against the Broncos. Sorry, Peyton.

 

Last year, I was pregnant for the entire NFL season. I puked my way through tailgates while feigning hangovers, stretched my jersey over my swelling belly and marched my way into the stadium for every home game, and waddled my way through downtown for the Seahawks Superbowl Victory Parade. And Ryder was with me all the way, my little baby 12th Man.

 

So needless to say, I was pretty excited to return this year as a fully active member of the Hawkwagon Tailgater Association. Even though I'm still breastfeeding, which meant I was only allowed three light beers and had to spend part of the tailgate pumping in the back of our car. My mom was nice enough to come up for the day to watch Ryder while Stew and I went to the game.

 

And it felt so good to be back...

 

I'll admit I wasn't really prepared for such a nail-biter. Sometime during the third quarter I literally thought that Stew's head was going to spin off his shoulders, but the boys came through for us and luckily we don't have to start the week hanging our heads in shame like the Bronco fans. Tee hee. 

 

 

 



 

 

We had such an awesome day, but I missed my little Baby Seahawk! He had a wonderful day at home watching the game with Nana, but I hate that I spent so much time away from him. It's good for Stew and I to get a break together every once in a while, though.

 

We do think that we might try to take him to at least one game this season, though. He endured so much when I was still pregnant with him, after all. All that jumping and yelling... Poor guy will probably feel right at home once he's back at the stadium, cheering on the Hawks. We just need to get him some ear muffs so the 12th Man won't damage his hearing.

 

 

Go Hawks!