Let me start by saying.... there will be no pictures attached to this blog.
So my parents have a community pool that we have been going to for years. I've been very happy sitting on the sidelines, watching as Bella and Steve play in the pool and giving Bella pointers crouching over the edge. Well, this year everything shifted.
Mia is almost three and a half and quite frankly the second girl child, which I think automatically makes her a daredevil. She sits in her floaty ring and kicks her feet, spins in circles and tries to jump off the side when Steve is off with Bella teaching her how to use a noodle and to float. So this was it, the day had come. I had to purchase a swimsuit and get in the water. Quite frankly after A 90 degree day it wasn't so bad, I almost wanted to get in the pool.
Long story short I managed to find a cute skirt and long halter top combo, which I figured would cover everything up (as much as it could) and get me in the water and it was on sale... perfect considering I wouldn't be getting in the thing that often. I kept telling myself, I won't be the worst one at the pool, there is always someone else wearing something they shouldn't and I'll be ok.
We get to my parents, I remove my make-up and put my suit on. Check. I show my mom, she laughs. Check. My dad wants to see, I have my sweats on and I make a break for it. Check. Get in the car, go to the pool, un-load our stuff, spray me and the girls down with the Circle of Friends Pre-Swim Conditioner. Check. Wrap myself fully in a towel and go out to the pool. Ack. I sit on a lawn chair and it's adult only swim (15 minutes of time only grown -ups get, all kids out of the pool) and I decide that I've never been old enough to do that, so I'm going to do it. Yes, it has been that long since I have been in a bathing suit or pool!
I unwrap the towel, crouching all the way to the pools edge and I slide on in. To my horror this "suit" I just purchased wasn't exactly thought through. The skirt part floated to the top and the cute little halter wouldn't really stay down either. Perfect. I worked through my embarrassment, realizing that unless you had goggles on you probably couldn't see. There were a few other adults floating around and all I could see were there heads. Whatever.
Then it was time for the girls to get in. All my ding-dong worries about my chubbiness and swimsuit dilemmas vanished. I finally got to catch Mia when she jumped in, try and help Bella not sink so badly in the middle when she tried to swim and show them that I didn't hold the 8 and under backstroke record for nothing. The only problems I had were when Mia had to go to the bathroom (my top rolled up at the waist when I got out and the whole suit stuck to me like glue) and when I tried to do a flip turn at the wall and I got all discombobulated and I thought I was going to drown. Swimming had come back to me but not 100% apparently. They'd never let me back on swim team again at this point.
Needless to say I had an amazing time and I am going to go every chance I get. It was such a fun family time and I actually found myself telling Steve that. He said... see this is more fun than sitting and watching and it was. I felt exercised. I had an amazing time with the girls. When swimming lessons start I'll be able to participate.
Bella said... No offense mom, but I think you were probably better when you were eight. That's ok though. I actually know she had fun with me, Mia did and neither one of them cared if I looked silly or not in my suit. They were just happy I got in and played with them.
I'm going to go as often as I can now. And who knows by the end of summer, if I keep going, maybe I'll be able to get a real suit.
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