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And I swam!

Thursday, July 20, 2006

Elle and Zed went on a field trip yesterday to our local Mega Water Park. There are a few smaller water parks geared more for families, where I think I would have felt a little more comfortable that they were going. But nooooo. They had to go to the Mega Water Park. Zed's a good swimmer. I don't have to worry about him as much. But, despite summer after summer, Elle is still a bit trepidacious in the water. At her end-of-year soccer pool party, she was jumping off the diving board with a pool noodle. Wouldn't jump without it though. So, of course, when I hear that they're going to Mega Water Park, I immediately start to panic on the inside. So many people, so many kids, so much water. And Elle clinging to a pool noodle. I took them swimming over the weekend, and felt better, as Elle's been spending a lot of time in the pool this summer, and seemed to have a better grasp on swimming. Last night I picked them up from their daycamp, and they were both on one piece. At dinner, I asked: Me: So, what was your favorite ride? Elle: The Black Hole was scary! Me Thinking: That one has rafts. Whew. Elle: The Twister was fun too. Me Thinking: Also has rafts. Whew! Then she said it. Elle: But the best one was the blue chutes. You go really really fast and I landed in 12 foot water! My heart skipped a beat. My face went pale. I knew exactly the blue chutes of which she was speaking. They do indeed go fast, and you do indeed land in very deep water. Elle: And I swam! Me: Well I should hope so! Evidently, she also went down the chute that was closest to the ladder, and her group leader went down the chute next to her at the same time. But still! Like I said, Zed swims fine. It's Elle I worry about. She's actually using arms and legs when she swims under water, and she can sort of free-style swim, and her back float is much better than last summer. But she still can't tread water, and she does start to panic from time to time and then all her abilities go out the window. Deep down I knew she would be fine. But it was the panic-er in me that freaked out. What if something happened? I won't be there to watch her! And of course, no one can watch my kids as good as I do. I'm overprotective. I know it. I need to let go and let them spread their wings. But it's so hard.

7/20/2006 11:15:00 AM :: ::
  • This reminds me of the time I dressed up for Halloween as a Neurotic Mom. I had those beacon lights for crossing the street, reflective tape, blaze orange. I waved the kids across streets like I was a 6th grader being given the honor of safety patrol.

    Ah the growing pains of us moms of tweeners. Not quite kids, not quite teens.

    Kudos, though Lass. Ya did good.

    By Blogger Dorothy, at 7/20/2006 11:58:00 AM


  • I probably would have volunteered to go, so you did better then me...lol

    By Blogger KaraMia, at 7/20/2006 02:32:00 PM


  • Looks like she's overcoming your fear for you! Isn't great how kids just don't see the dangers that as adults we do? I bet she'll improve with her swimming now, because she knows she can do it!

    By Anonymous Claire, at 7/20/2006 02:39:00 PM


  • This happens to me all the time. I am trying to let my kids to and experience things that make me nervous. They usually have a great time and I have worried for nothing.

    Raising kids is hard. But your a great mom I can tell.

    By Anonymous Nancy, at 7/20/2006 04:03:00 PM


  • I think helping kids learn to swim is one of the most important things for them to get. That said, I think letting go and WATCHING them learn to swim is one of the hardest things! Sounds like Elle is making great progress!

    By Anonymous abbynormal, at 7/20/2006 05:01:00 PM


  • My Dad still gets this worried look on his face and tells my sister to be careful whenever she says she's going to the lake. And she's 25 :)

    By Blogger Bone, at 7/20/2006 07:41:00 PM


  • By the time I was able to ride a bike (5? 7? I don't remember) my parents basically sent us off to the local pool with a dollar in our pockets to pay for a day of swimming. Granted, the town was about 10 square blocks in total size, but that has nothing to do with it.

    By Blogger Coyote Mike, at 7/20/2006 11:31:00 PM


  • I TOTALLY get this post. We had some summer camp drownings locally a few years back and I am paranoid about my girls going swimming without me.

    By Blogger Raehan, at 7/21/2006 01:12:00 AM


  • When I was little, I taught myself to swim one summer, then over the winter, I forgot. I couldn't swim the nest spring. Si I taught myself again and now I am a water rat!

    By Blogger MarkD60, at 7/21/2006 08:00:00 AM


  • Everyone in my family tried to teach my to swim, even took lessons at the Y, but I never learned how to do it until my best friend offered to teach me. He pushed me into the pool at the deep end. Given two options, I chose to swim. I've been the Man from Atlantis ever since. You get a dollar if you remember that show and know who stared in it.

    Dollar paid 25 cents a year for four years.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 7/21/2006 10:53:00 AM


  • I always worry about the kids and water. Sometimes, I think they're too brave.

    By Blogger Jolynn, at 7/21/2006 12:20:00 PM


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