



As Taylor's last few days of school are coming to a close, swim lessons are ramping up for the summer. I've kind of been dreading swim lessons because I thought Landon would have a tough time with them. Little did I know, he would actually fare better compared to his big sister.
I started well over a month ago prepping Taylor for Miss Sarah and swim lessons. Miss Sarah was able to teach Taylor the basics of swimming all within a few sessions last summer. Taylor caught on quickly and amazed Hank and I with her ability to learn something new and to learn it so quickly.
Since last summer though, she has forgotten almost everything. And a month ago, I had to jump in the pool fully-clothed to rescue her proving she needed more swim lessons in her future. Landon has never had lessons, but now that he is two...he's ready.
Yesterday was a nightmare at swim lessons. Not just for me or for my kids but for the other parents watching. They all felt so bad for us. Miss Sarah just told me not to worry, the kids will get over it in a few days. Honestly though, I wanted to take my kids out of the pool and leave. I felt horrible for "tormenting" them and causing Taylor and Landon so much stress just because I want them to learn how to swim. What if they aren't ready? What if they are still too young? Heck, I never had lessons as a kid and I eventually learned this skill.
I had to walk myself back from the ledge yesterday and decide this: Are swimming lessons worth all of the stress, energy, tears, cost, anxiety, etc.? My answer was yes. Because I want to have a little bit of confidence with toting around three small children in the summer in Arizona. We will be at the pool almost every day this summer.
Today at lessons, Miss Sarah suggested that I sit inside her beautiful mansion with the air conditioning and watch the kids discreetly so they can't see me. I had to be so strong for this. Because all I could hear my kids screaming was, "Mommy, don't leave me. I need you!" It kind of makes me want to cry just thinking back on this.
I kept on walking though. Within minutes of me leaving their side, they calmed down a bit. I guess they cried in between their turns when they were sitting on the deck. But they didn't cry in the pool so much. Miss Sarah was really happy with the progress. It stinks though that I have to physically remove myself from the kids for them to operate effectively. Are we co-dependent? Is this normal? I sure hope so.
I think I deserve a Pepsi for all of this :-)