My kids were 11 months old when I started to formally create what is now WHL Academy.
I was in a dark place. Postpartum depression hit me HARD after giving birth to our twins.
I was no longer a hockey player. I was no longer a hockey coach. I was no longer “in the game”.
My identity had been stripped from me.
I went from an elite athlete and NCAA coach to a full time stay-at-home mom of twins.
I was in uncharted territory, having no idea how to beat PPD, let alone how to keep two tiny humans alive.
I love our kids more than anything in this world, but I needed more. I needed to be stimulated in ways they couldn’t provide. In ways only the game of hockey could.
They were 11 months old when I finally started to see the light and decided to invest in myself and my company (Women’s Hockey Life).My nights, their naps, and any free time I had, I spent diving into making Women’s Hockey Life what I always envisioned it could be (and we are only just getting started).
I had a phone call with one of our players last night who just got offered a roster spot by two NCAA Division 3 schools, only two days apart.
The coolest thing about all of this, in my EXTREMELY biased opinion, is that my team and I have never seen her play. Not once. Not even in video. We never once called a coach on her behalf either. She did it ALL. We simply gave her the map and walked beside her.
From my darkest days came my proudest creations (our twins and WHL Academy).
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