Amy has been swimming with Puddle Ducks for around 18 months now and we’ve documented her journey every step of the way – from the first lessons where she cried and clung to me like a limpet, through highs of learning new skills and the lows of water wobbles. Over that time Amy has come so far and we both really enjoy our Monday morning swimming lessons with Claire. It’s our special time together.
Today’s lesson ended in tears . . . happy ones. I literally couldn’t believe what I was seeing from my little girl and I cried.
This girl made me so proud this morning in her #PuddleDucks swimming lesson that I actually cried…. I’ll be writing all about it later today so keep your eyes peeled! (Oh & yes, she totally needs a fringe trim! We sent a video message to Aunty Nic this morning asking if she could help Amy to find her eyebrows ??)
As you know Amy has been having some catch up lessons with Daddy alongside her normal lessons with me and Claire – and I think today we saw the reward. Claire and I have both noticed over the last couple of weeks that Amy has been getting braver – she’s been messing about a bit more in the water – which I suppose under normal circumstances would make me a bit cross but I’ve been loving it because I can see a change in her confidence.
Last week we had a great lesson – full of Amy’s favourite things. She loves to swim on her back and is always super relaxed, we had reached a point where she was swimming with her woggle under her back and I was literally just touching her head (rather than holding it) so she knew I was there. However, she had promised me that this week she’d try it by herself as long as I held my hands right next to her to catch her if she wobbled.
Well, from the start of this morning’s lesson Amy was full of beans. We were a few minutes late and missed the welcome song so we were straight into our first task – pushing off from the wall, swimming with a woggle under each arm. Although I’ve known for quite some time that she could do this independently if she was brave enough, she has insisted that I hold on – we’d progressed to me literally touching her woggles with one finger. Today, I didn’t touch her woggles AT ALL. She just swam. By herself. All the way across the pool. Not just once but backwards and forwards across the pool, swimming and laughing. BY HERSELF. Claire and I kept exchanging looks of disbelief.
This new found confidence extended to her jumping in from the float without a fuss, she didn’t care that I’d stood a bit further away from usual, then she swam on one woggle BY HERSELF! She thought it was all hilarious and was clearly just as proud of herself as we were.
But, the piece de resistance, and the bit which reduced me to tears, was during the song at the end when she shouted at Claire – “I want to go under! Claire, put me under!” . . . I literally couldn’t believe my ears. Of course Claire obliged and my little dipper swam under the water and came up beaming! Underwater swims have been our nemesis for some time. She’s done it occasionally with much encouragement and then not wanted to do it again but today, to actually shout at Claire that she wanted to do it – well that wasn’t something I ever thought we’d see!
My little lady was clearly buzzing at the end of her lesson and was super excited to ring Daddy at work and tell him how well she’d done. It was like someone flicked a switch in her head and she realised she could do it. All our efforts paid off at once! Of course both Claire and I know that there is no guarantee of a repeat performance next week, but still. What a lesson. I’m so excited to see how far she comes now that she’s realised what she can actually do!