So I was tooling around the internet the other day and I found this:
I couldn’t believe my eyes! For shiz, that baby SAVED HIS OWN LIFE. And all of a sudden my desire for Camper to swim went up like a million kajillion degrees. Obviously, he’s only months old, but it doesn’t hurt to try, right?
Cut to YMCA pool, day one. I jumped into the pool and La La handed me my darling child, who commenced screaming. It was as if I had just told him that we’ve gone broke and sold the bathtub, and this is where we are doing tubby time now. Sigh. I let him sit on the side with his La La for a bit while I tried to swim around and show him how fun it was. We DID get him into the water, but it took 30 minutes and he was pretty clingy the entire time.
Cut to YMCA pool, day two. As soon as I walked into the pool area, he started leaning and bouncing and effectively trying to fling himself into the pool. He went underwater twice with no tears, kicked around and “swam” around with Pop pop and Mommy. Good times.
So we’re working on basic skills, like blowing bubbles and kicking our feet. It’s a good time, although a little tiring. But really, if I can help my baby love the water and make sure he knows what he’s doing…however long it takes it’s worth it.



