Dating athlete problems

When you're married to a professional athlete, the sport literally impacts every single aspect of your lives.For example, as newlyweds, my husband and I often discuss having children. To ensure that I delivered during the off-season so that he could be there to witness the birth of his first child, we would have to plan conception to the tee.A few months ago, as I sat alone in a three-bedroom apartment in Cantù, Italy, a small town outside of Milan, I scrolled through my Instagram requests. A young girl, who looked about 14 years old, requested to follow me.I often get requests from teenage girls because, let's be honest, those are the only people who still watch reruns on MTV and come across the almost decade old episode featuring my 16th birthday party.I would love to say that loneliness and isolation only come with being married to an athlete that plays abroad and that life would be easier if he played in America, but having also experienced that, I can honestly say that while it is different, it comes with a unique set of challenges.My husband played in the NBA and the NBA D-League, and both come with their own stressors such as groupies, call ups (or lack thereof), trade deadlines, cuts and, again, being forced to spend a great deal of time alone because your mate is either traveling, training or mentally and physically exhausted.Usually, I approve as long as the page doesn't look creepy and go about my business, but as I read the young lady's bio, I stopped.

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Add to these the volatility of not knowing what city (or country) you will be living in year to year and often having to choose between spending holidays with your family or your significant other, and I bet you can see why this lifestyle isn't all it's chalked up to be.

On top of that, because he plans to play for at least another 10 years, he would miss a great deal of his child's life with his constant traveling.

Plus, if he were still playing overseas when our child reached school age, we would have to determine whether or not to enroll our little one in an international school abroad or spend months at a time separated so that I could remain at home and he or she could attend school in the states while my husband spent the basketball season alone in another country.

But, in this lifestyle, sometimes I feel like I live for the summertime.

We got to Japan in November, and although we really like it here, we've been counting down to our return home since our arrival.

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