This time last year, I couldn’t have called myself a ‘Cricket Mum’. I hadn’t played cricket for 6 years and I was at home enjoying a lie in and a cuppa in bed as a Mother’s Day treat, while my 1 and 2 year olds caused carnage downstairs with Daddy.  This year looks a little different… With a full season under my belt, I am a cricket Mum through and through these days - I’ve even got the T-shirt to prove it! But that T-shirt prompted me to think a bit more about the role of Mum’s in cricket -...