Still There For Me

“Sidney Patrick Crosby!” I yelled up from the basement.

“Sidney Pat Crosby!” Kylie repeated.

“Yes!?” he said, jogging down the stairs to meet us in the basement where we were standing. Kylie and I had come down to check out his gym that he just arranged.

“Kylie is not impressed with you,” I said, picking up my daughter who was clearly upset.

“Why not pumpkin?” he asked, trying to take her from me, but she refused to go. She then continued to bawl her eyes out.

“You moved her trampoline from the gym.” We have a trampoline in the gym so if I or Sid are working out and the other one of us isn’t there, she could be down there and have something to do.

“I didn’t think she should be in the gym anymore when we are working out. It’s not a place for kids.”

“I know but we were going to go in the play room upstairs and bring it there so she could use it.”

“Well I’m sorry.”

“Where is it?”

“In the garage. Come here Kylie,” he reached out, trying to get her to stop crying. This hissy fit is absolutely massive.

“No!” she yelled, hitting Sidney.

“Hey! We don’t hit,” I said in a very stern voice.

“No!” she yelled again, hitting me.

“That’s it, you’re going on time out,” I said, bringing her to her timeout spot. “That’s not nice Kylie. That hurts.”

I could hear Sidney laughing in the background and I don’t even know why. He kept laughing, causing Kylie to start laughing too. I turned around and walked over to him, not impressed and asked in a low tone. “What's so funny?”

“You were bent over yelling at her and your thong was out and it just made me laugh.”

“You can’t laugh in front of her, she thinks it’s funny,” I giggled, trying to hide my own laugh coming on.

We’ve been doing renovations to the house for a couple of weeks now and the whole house is upside down. We haven’t really hired anyone to help us with any of this, other than to add a Jacuzzi tub to the spa room in the house. Now that it’s in we still haven’t used it or anything, since we’ve been busy putting together the kids rooms.

Ty has an all baby blue room with cute dark brown/black accents. We put mini sticks on the walls, hung up baby Crosby jersey’s, white, black and blue of course, and have little toy skates hanging off of a shelf. I also put his piggy bank up too that said, “future hockey equipment” on the side. Sidney found that funny and insisted it was up there. We also had all of his Penguins gear that he got when he was born in there, finally giving me a place to put it.

Kylie’s room however was pink and girly. We had a pink, brown and green vibe going on and had cute insects on the walls with polka dots. She had white furniture and wanted to have her play table there as well. Sidney added her trampoline, thus causing the break down earlier. Of course, Kylie had her daddy’s jersey on the wall, and a hook with all of her Penguins jersey’s and hoodies. I had fun organizing her room now that she’s older.

It was a great team effort putting their rooms together. While Sidney painted I would buy little knick knacks for their rooms, to get them out of the house and not have them bother Sid. And when the kids slept or napped, we would put everything up or move things into place. We goofed around a lot, and acted like we did when we were kids. It really made me feel special again. Now we just need to put the finishing touches to Kylie’s room and we’ll be done her room! I put her down for a nap along with Ty and we put up the final decorations.

“When do you think we can let her sleep in here?” Sid asked, clearly getting sick of her sleeping with us. I hopped up on the step ladder to organize her shelves the way I wanted it to be.

“Tonight. I just didn’t want her in here while it wasn’t ready so she wouldn’t get hurt or go through anything. Do you miss making love to me?” I winked, knowing how horny he’s been within the past week.

“Yes! And you keep teasing me which isn’t fair,” he groaned.

“Teasing you? How have I been teasing you?” I rubbed his ears, moving my hands to the back of his head. I know he loves when I do that.

“Well you’ve been dressing a little more sexy lately, and showing off your boobs and your underwear. Like you did today.”

“Aw, do you get turned on by a little whale tail?” I winked.

“You’re too goofy,” he moaned, moving his hands to my ass and rubbing it a little.

“You know you like it.”

“I like a lot of things about you.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. Like your-”

“Daddy!” Kylie yelled. Sidney threw his head back in frustration.

“She is the biggest cock block,” he said through his teeth.

“And a daddy’s girl. Now go.”

“Anything for my little girl,” he walked out of the room into ours where she was sleeping. I had just finished when he brought her in, carrying her in his arms. “This is your new bedroom.”

Her eyes lit up and she looked all around. Sidney put her down for her to go run around. She went to her bed and jumped on it for a little bit, then went to her toys. It was so cute watching her get so excited to see her room and get to finally play in there. She didn’t notice what was on the wall but who cares? She will eventually.

Sidney made us dinner, an extremely healthy one of course, and we got the kids ready for bed. Kylie of course, was thrilled to sleep in her room, and was more than willing to go without a fight. Ty went to bed after he was fed, and Sidney just took care of some work stuff. He had a ton of stuff to catch up on and asked me to go through his appearance emails. I was on the couch in the TV room when I came across an email that caught my eye.

The NHLPA contacted Sid asking him to come speak at a meeting in New York City. This email meant a number of things and I’m not sure how it Sidney would take it. This means that there hasn’t been any progress and that they are desperate, asking for players to come speak. I know he’s not going to feel good about this but maybe it’s the change they need to see. Luckily we don’t need to go to Toronto because if we do, then things get really serious.

I picked up my mug of tea and walked over to his office. I peered though the door and saw him looking a little frustrated. Is now even a good time?

“Knock, knock.”

“Hey,” he said after looking up briefly. I walked in and sat in the chair in front of him.

“You got an interesting email,” I tucked my legs up and sat cross legged. “You’ve been asked to go speak at a conference to-”

“Your kidding,” he said, in a frustrated tone.

“Good news is that you don’t need to go to the actual meeting in Toronto. You just need to go to New York and speak via webcam. I’m not sure how long you need to speak for but it needs to be for a little bit I guess. Do you want to do it?”

“Do I even have a choice?” Clearly he’s pissed off. Great.

“I know. It comes with who you are Sid. And you know that.”

“This is the stuff I hate doing. I don’t mind talking about this but I don’t want to give my opinion or say the wrong thing and look like a dick. I just want to say the whole thing is stupid and that we should all move on with our lives and play some fucking hockey.”

“I know baby. Hopefully this meeting will help. You know it’d be more serious if they made you go to Toronto.”

“That’ll happen soon, I promise you.”

“Oh baby,” I said, getting up to rub his shoulders. “You’ll be playing soon. I know you will.”

“Can we please go to bed?”

“Of course. Do you want some cuddles?”

“Yes please.”

“I got ya covered,” I said, walking up the stairs with my arm around him.

We got ready the ways we needed to and crawled into our big bed. We turned our phones and technology off, which is what we do when it’s been a rough night and just tried to fall asleep. I could tell he was wide awake. He kept twitching, moving positions and even tried going for a walk. When he came back in I sat up and asked him what was wrong.

“I feel stressed out for no reason. I know I haven’t really done anything for professional purposes in like a month but I feel lazy and like I’m never going to work again. I know I was busy with family stuff which I loved but I just can’t be relaxed for some reason. Hockey is my life and I’m going crazy without it.”

“You weren’t even this bad when you were injured.”

“That’s because I knew I couldn’t play. I know I can still play, it’s basically a law saying I can’t. That’s what is annoying.”

“Well whatever we need to do to get you back to normal, I’m willing to help you.”

“At least I can take sleeping pills and won’t get in shit,” he chuckled, rolling back over.

That's the Sid I know.

Notes

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Looks like Sidney is a little stressed out! Wonder what will happen in New York! Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you guys think!
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