From Chicken Soup for the Baseball Fan's Soul

A Little League Mom

While raising our first three sons, my wife had put aside her dislike of sports and served as a Little League mother. Now, eight years after the birth of our last son, she was about to have a fourth child.

After the baby arrived, the nurse came out to the hospital waiting room to get me. My wife was on a stretcher being wheeled back to her room when I caught up with her. “Your husband doesn’t know what you had,” the nurse said, prompting her.

My wife looked up with a drowsy smile and answered, “Another four years of Little League—that’s what I had.”

Harry Del Grande

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