This is how it started. For Christmas of 2009, Mark got the boys dirt bikes. I had been every kind of mom out there ...Baseball ...Football... Basketball... Karate... Golf... Swim... Archery... and probably a couple more that I can't even remember at the moment. Dang how I love those kids!!! I would do anything for them. And now I had become Dirt Bike Mom.
It wasn't long before I started doing things I had never done before. And it was FUN! I have always enjoyed being in the minority. And to be honest, I would say being a mom on duty at the track was still in the minority. But I was learning how to do it all. Mark worked so much that it seemed that the kids would never ride if they had to wait on him. Before I knew it me and my 9 and 10 year old, with the 2 year old in tow, were loading bikes in the trailer and heading out.
I remember at one point, the younger one could never remember how to start his bike, so under his contact in my phone I had a notes section that told us step-by-step what to do to start that thing. And I have done it in flip flops. I have done it in shoes that slipped off, and with so much force that I fractured my shin.
When I started pulling the trailer I was awful! I was backing up and so bad that the trail kind of jack knifed and the edge of it cut a whole in my bumper. But, I got good at it. Now, I could rival any man backing that thing up.
I remember one time I had the older two on the track and the little guy was in the truck with the window mostly down. I was helping one of the older boys and heard this horrible cry from the younger one. I turned around and he was on the ground. He had fallen out of the window on to the ground. I have no idea how he landed. Could have been on his head for all I know. He cried and I held him and then the was fine. Thank God!
It wasn't long till I went shopping for a shirt, hat, hoodie, ANYTHING that said "Dirt Bike Mom" and there wasn't anything to be had. I was really kind of sad. I am a cheerleader by nature. I had to have something to cheer on my boys and let the world know how proud I am of them. Yet I couldn't find squat.
During the holiday season of 2010 I bought a tee shirt that said "I'm just like you, only prettier" just like the Miranda Lambert song. Jokingly I told my sister, on dirt bike day's it was more like "dirtier." And with that the tee shirt idea was born.
The more I thought about my desire for some Dirt Bike Mom gear, the more I knew there were other mom's who felt the same way. But I was a busy mom. At that time I had been through that remains to be the worst year of my entire life. Just so many horrible things were going, and had gone on. I put the idea on the shelf for a while and just tried to do life for the time being.
Then, when I got back on my feet, when I felt a bit of stability returning to life I started toying with just making some tees. It was a slow process, but I wasn't in a hurry. I didn't then, and still don't, view this as a job, or even an income stream. That's why our prices are so low. It's not about making money. It's to provide mom's a way to say to the world "I'm a proud dirt bike mom!" When I put on my tee or hoodie, my boys beam with excitement. They know I am proud of them, cause I am proclaiming to all of my world to see that my kids ride dirt bikes.
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