One of the things we were excited about this summer was putting Lindy into swim lessons and the prospect of her learning how to swim or at least learn some basics. I am not a swimmer and Don is not a strong swimmer, so having Lindy learn how to swim is super important to both of us. She usually really enjoys being in the water, so we thought for sure she'd love the experience and be really pumped about learning to swim.
One of my favorite movies is Hitch. I laugh like it is a new movie EVERY time I watch it. One of my favorite quotes is when Hitch says, "I saw that going differently in my mind" after a botched first date with Sara. I am the QUEEN of getting my feelings hurt, being disappointed, and let down because I envision how I think things should go and what should be said. It is a huge character flaw of mine and it leads to a lot of disappointment. It is something I've become acutely aware of over the last two or three years and it is also an area of my life I'm trying to improve. In keeping with my struggle, NOTHING, I mean NOTHING could've prepared me for the tremendous battle I endured for two weeks. We thought she'd love it. Instead, I'm thinking this was the hardest two weeks of parenting I've encountered. I am fully aware that says a lot and the huge blessings attached to that statement but still I was befuddled, bewildered, and beaten down after it all.
For two weeks I watched my normally easy-going, "whatever," girl fret and be overcome with anxiety and fear. She'd wake up early and cry for four solid hours until her lesson. She would come up with dozens of "what if" scenarios and it was obvious she was petrified. For all but the last two days, she cried the entire time during the lesson. She never threw a fit, never refused to participate but was so miserable the entire time. I wanted to acknowledge her fears and anxieties in a loving way but yet help her try to overcome them. She was a mess. I was a mess. I felt so helpless. She doesn't know how to swim yet but other people have assured me it just takes time. I'm not sure how we'll get there but hopefully we'll get there eventually--just not this year. Here are some shots of the week.
Second to last day. No tears while using the noodle. Not sure how the breakthrough happened but it did!
They always ended class by jumping off the diving board in the big pool. She didn't jump but was thrown into the pool.