My Life in France ~ Being Married to a Basketeur

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Today, Friday, I am continuing the series about our life in France.  It is a crazy life, I will be the first to admit it, and it definitely needs installments to fully explain.  Actually, I dont' think I could ever fully explain our craziness!  So just little picture windows is perfect.  

Today I am secretly excited about this little section. hehe  Because, as I am sure most of you are, I am proud of my husband!  So I thought I might write about what it is like to be married to a Basketball Player, or a Basketeur, as the French call it.

This is my husband.  Are you scared yet?  It's okay, he is kinda scary.  He likes it that way.   

His mean mug

When we got married and moved to Brest, France (get get cities with the funniest names!) I had no idea what was in store for me. All I really knew about this life was what I experienced in college, which was just from a fans point of view. Oooohhhh boy is it different.

So.  Awesome things:

~ He is home a lot more than he would be with a 9 to 5 job.

He can take Tae to practice sometimes

There is a game to go to every other weekend

Since we live in France, road trips are never longer than 2 days.

Most all other basketball guys are super cool and laid back

This means late nights and sleeping in, until, of course, Tae started school. No more sleeping in for momma.

~ We are getting to travel the world.

~ My son speaks two languages. Awesome.

~ Lavar is always in tip-top shape.  I think he has 3 percent body fat.

He always gets hacked like this. They rarely call it. Refs here - whole other post!

Not so awesome things:

~ Lavar is always in tip-top shape.  Although I am not heavy, I am not in tip-top shape.  You would think this would motivate me... notsomuch

~A lot of other basketball payers cheat on their wives.  It is a bummer stereotype, but unfortunately true.  Since Lavar and I are the more 'stable' of most bunches, we know things we don't really want to know, ya know?

~ He stays up late (practice is at night) and sleeps in and takes naps during the day.  Don't worry, I asked other players' wives to see if this was normal.  It is. Dang, can't get mad.

~ We are never settled in one spot.  It is kinda fun, but hard to be integrated.  That is why I love you bloggy friends!  I can take you wherever I go!

EDIT: I forgot to mention earlier how much this guy eats.  For breakfast he eats 12 pancakes, big ones, a slice of meat, and 3 eggs.  He eats a big lunch and two dinners.  Yes, two.  This is definitely on the not so awesome list because it is tough to keep up!

A few tidbits about our lifestyle:

Lavar signs contracts for 10 months at a time. We would like to change this and sign for longer, but you gotta take what is out there. 

Therefore, for 2 months out of the year (it has been longer), we don't have jobs.  Lavar is not American and cannot work in the states, and we can't live in the Bahamass because there are no basketball opportunities for him there. 

Each year in about July, we find out where our new location will be.  Lavar leaves first to make sure all is well where we will be, and I usually follow within a month. 

We have lived in Brest, Boulazac, and St Etienne.  Lavar lived in Austria by himself because he got a job a little later than expected and I couldn't fly to go with him because I was pregnant with Eli.

Lavar wasn't able to be there for the birth of our second little boy, Eli, but he was on skype the entire time!!  LOL the nurses said 'well there is a first time for everything!'  Does that confirm our craziness?

So there you have it.  A little window into our life as a Basketeur, a femme de Basketeur, and the little guys who travel the world with us.

Although it isn't the easiest life all the time.  We don't have the same security that others do.  I wouldn't change it for the world.  We are getting to experience another country and culture to the fullest.  We are able to do things together as a family that we would otherwise never be able to afford.  And my husband is living his dream.  How could we ask for more?

I think next week I might talk about living in an intercultural, interracial marriage. It might be a doozy, because our marriage sure is!  (in a good way, of course!)

If you missed last weeks, you can click here.

And thanks for all the love and encouraging comments, I really appreciate it!  Have a great day!