Oh, swim lessons! Oh, the drama! …But, honestly, I can’t say much! I can remember being TERRIFIED in the same way that my little man was! Sorry…you got it from your Momma, little boy!… It all started the week that Daddy was out of town! Mammer and I would courageously take Quinn to his swim lesson every afternoon.
Day one started off good! He was excited…until he had to get in the water and his coach wanted him to go under. Things turned ugly FAST! … Tears, sobs…he wanted Mommy and he wanted out. But, surprisingly enough, when we left, he talked fondly of his lesson. Day two he was a little more skeptical. But, he went…and Mammer and I waited in the locker room for him. He just did better when he knew we weren’t there! We heard him cry about 3/4 of the way through his 30 minute lesson…and we knew he had gone under and hated it! It was sad…but, he still talked fondly of his time and was ok going back the next day!
Every day, we’d walk past the trophies in the foyer before we got into the pool. And, one day, Quinn said… “Do I get one of those?” And, I brilliantly said, “YES…if you’re a BIG BRAVE BOY for swim lessons!” He seemed motivated!!!
But, on day three, as Mammer and I were walking to our spot in the locker room, we hear him yell, through a few tears, “I’m NOT A BIG BRAVE BOY!!!” Bless his heart! But, thankfully, day three was better…and days four and five were even better than that! We were making progress! He was sometimes going under without screaming and was learning to kick and move his arms better every day! We were so proud of our big brave boy!
Then, Week two came! He was now with Coach Chelsea and seemed to respond so well to a sweet girl! Day one was NOT good…but at least Daddy was there to help talk him through it. He must have said “Mommy” 100 times during his 30 minute lesson. It was annoying! I was afraid that the weekend had caused us to start right back at square one. But, at the end of the lesson, he went under…and came up with a SMILE! WOW!!! On the way to his lesson on Tuesday, Daddy and I had a BIG pep talk with our swimmer! We REALLY talked up the trophy and about how he could do ANYTHING through Jesus who gives him strength. We talked about specific things he needed to accomplish to get his trophy and how he needed to not say “Mommy” and not cry! …
And, it worked! The rest of the week was a DREAM and our little man was SO big and SO brave! He would leave his lesson each time talking about how proud he was of himself… and we agreed that he should be! During days two through five of week two, he went under ALL BY HIMSELF numerous times at each lesson…he learned how to kick and give Coach Chelsea high fives while he had the noodle (‘yellow car’) around his waist…he would “jump” in from the side from a sit and from a squat…he’d blow bubbles in the water…and jump from her arms to “swim” to the side of the pool. (about 3+ feet)!
And, after all of that…it FINALLY paid off, and our BIG BRAVE BOY earned his trophy! After a hilarious “it’s so little" remark (when I ordered it, I figured it would at least have a tower…oh well), and reassurance that it was HIS size, he was SOOOOO very proud of his accomplishment! He couldn’t quit staring at it…and was so proud to pose with it next to the big trophy case!
We truly are SOOOO very proud of our brave swimmer! It was HARD on a momma to watch her little boy struggle through something like this, but I was so proud of him for pushing through and learning so much! …I feel that it was SOOOO much progress for a three year old swimmer and am sure that next year will be even greater!!!