Conquering Our Fears

Walks With Purpose has been participating in swim lessons for the last week, finishing up this Thursday.  As she just turned 3 last month, I should have been doing this a long time ago.  But, when you are the 3rd child, sometimes things don't get done when they should/need to.

So.  She's in a semi-private with one other child.  Up to this point, she has loved the water.  She hasn't wanted to go past the rope marking the 3-4ft change but, whatever.  She hasn't cried.  Or thrown up.

First time for everything!  The first 2 days were great-you can see her smiling, blowing bubbles and she successfully submerged herself a record 3 times.  D observed that and said "Look, Mom.  The beast went under water."  We HAVE to get a new nickname and quick.  

Day 3 for some reason, she threw up half way through the lesson.  Without taking in any water or eating anything bizarre for breakfast.  Immediately after, she was seen dancing around the pool deck to "Chicken Fried."  

Day 4 was a total calamity from start to finish.  I had to nearly hog tie her to get her swimsuit on and she wailed in the car the whole (8 minute drive) to the pool.  She cried from the car, to the teacher and for the next 30 minutes straight.  It was a banner day for me as a mom.

I don't know what happened but already she's telling me today she doesn't want to go.  D had real fears of the water when he was her age so I may end up putting her in Little Otter to help with all of this.

Like her sister's swimsuit on her?  A size 6?!?!  That cleavage is a bit much on a 3 year old but the rest of the suit fits fine.

Notice the epic red rash on her back-still not sure what it was but looked like about 20 skeeter bites that never itched or hurt.  Weird but gone now.

Horrible Iphone pic but we are riding the train at Concord Mills.  A first for us and a treat after braving the Lego store with all of them.  Sheesh.

See these guys?  This is about how old they were on our first trip to Jamaica.  I cannot believe how little they were.  Gogo wasn't even 2!  Well, next month we are taking them again, this time with WWP.  I cannot wait-this time my older two will be able to snorkel, swim with the dolphins and a ton of other stuff that they were just too little to do.  And WWP can ride a bike with training wheels so we can cruise the property together.

My only fear is of WWP on the plane.  She has flown before but she was a comatose 8 week old in a pumpkin seat with a bottle shoved in her mouth to quiet her.  Now she is an energetic chatterbox that has a hard time sitting still.  Benadryl, anyone?  Joking.  Maybe.