Team Mom

I can't cook, I clean when I get the urge, and I've shrunk an embarrassing number of Logan's sweaters in the wash... 
but my roommates still call me "mom." 

Wait... roommates? Yeah, that's right.
I'm married and living in a house with 3 grown men. 
Oh. And we have 1 bathroom. 

Just livin' the dream.

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This is my life:

We got the news that Logan was being promoted to NY on a Wednesday. We left Florida on a Sunday. That didn't allow much time for us to search for a place to live (yes, we have to find out own place). We had some other roommates lined up who got to leave a day earlier than us. They found a perfect spot for us to stay. The upstairs was a 3 bedroom to accommodate the other teammates with a basement apartment perfect for a married couple! We would have the ability to split rent without having to share a bathroom, kitchen, living room, etc. The boys went ahead and signed a lease for the upstairs rooms and we were supposed to sign a lease for the downstairs apartment the next day. 

The morning we went over to sign the lease... well... let's just say there was a huge misunderstanding with the dog and after a lot of begging and pleading the lady STILL wouldn't let us live in the basement with Beau. 

I think Beau actually enjoyed the hotel. He got his own bed.

The Twist: 
That same day the team left for an 8-day road trip. So... Beau and I posted up in the hotel for a week until --- Praise Jesus! Logan's agent made a few calls and we found a wonderful, 3-bedroom house in the mountains with an awesome backyard for Beau to frolic in.

We lived in it alone for a week once Logan came back from his road trip, then found out there were 2 guys on the team still living in the hotel!! Of course we invited them to stay with us. 

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It's not all that different having them around. All the boys sleep during the day, then wake up to go to the field. What's really different is my schedule. I don't go to sleep until 1 or 2 therefore I sleep until 10 or 11. I feel so lazy sometimes, but when everyone around you is doing the same thing, what can you do?

 It's a lifestyle. I know these boys get really burnt out with the amount of games their having to play. So I've enjoyed stocking the fridge with beers and having silly conversations to try to get their mind off the game when they're home.

Also, in case you were wondering, the 1 bathroom thing...not really an issue. 
They all shower at the field and I make them use the half-bath in the basement for their dirty business. 

This is J-Rod cheesin' it up while making pico de gallo (with crab...so, more like ceviche). Delicioso!

It's not necessarily how I pictured living during my first year of marriage, but I'm loving every minute! Team Mom definitely has it's perks {like ceviche and free drinks at the bars because I'm "with the team"} but I'm sure it's very interesting to those of you who have never met anyone living this way.


I obviously can't share any embarrassing roommate stories because everyone would know who I'm referring to. BUT I would love to anonymously share other "Team Mom" stories if you have any! 
Comment or email me at [email protected] to tell me ALL about it.



-Mom