Swimmingly
Miss C had her first ever swimming lesson yesterday.
She was beyond excited, but I could tell she was nervous when the instructor told her she wouldn’t be needing her trusty yellow floaties from home.
Oh no!
The yellow floaties buoy her confidence, no pun intended. For a split second I knew she was teetering precariously on the edge of crying fearfully and refusing to get in the water or trusting her instructor and going for it. She went for it. I was bursting with mama pride.
I wasn’t sure if I should hang out just outside the indoor pool area and read a book or sit on a bench right by the pool, so I took my cue from the other mom to a 5-year-old and stayed poolside.
I am so glad I did.
p.s. When a mom notes that their child is “flaky” and said child hits the swim instructor with a pool noodle, do you think they really mean “bratty?”
