I swam all by myself
On Friday the 15th of June, I took Hannah swimming for the second time in a very large pool. The first time she clung to me like a monkey hangs onto it's mother when they climb, arms and legs wrapped around as tight as could be, until I finally found a way to convince her that water really can be fun. This second time, with water wings on, the fear was gone completely. She would walk into the pool using the stairs and try taking one more step (too low for her to reach) and than lean out for me to catch her but faster than I would expect.
The main distraction was the other swimmers in the pool near us. A young boy, probably 5, and his older sister. Hannah was captivated by the little boy because he was swimming all by himself and he would jump into the pool. Hannah, seeing this, decides that she can be just like this boy. A song comes to mind "anything you can do, I can do better" and I think this is her motto. She decides that she can swim all by herself (with her wings of course). So she refuses to let me help her and kicking like crazy manages to get herself around the pool a little. Than she decides it is time to try jumping. She hasn't figured out how to actually jump yet so I tell her to just step into the pool. She is successful and with the help of her water wings she doesn't go under. She wants to try it again and again. At this point it is time for us to go. Amazingly the tantrum that I am expecting doesn't start, but to ensure that is doesn't I promise her that we will be back soon to swim again.
In the dressing room, she constantly asks what others are doing.. a woman taking a shower over hears us as Hannah loudly says "what is she doing momma". "taking a shower" I say quietly. I think I am lucky that what I have said is enough not to have her ask any other questions. A woman who was in the pool with us asks her if she had a good swim and Hannah promptly says "yes, I swam all by myself". The woman responds, "me too!" with a big smile. Kids sometimes bring out the best in people.