Last week we went to Siena’s first swim meet of the year. It was not far from Portland, but we decided to make it a weekend and a little vacation out of it, and I am glad we did, because it was a lot of fun.
Her warm up is always so early. I wonder why swimmers gather so early. I think I’m going to have to get used to this. I don’t know how though… But we were there of course. Coffee, tea and milk in hand. Ready.
She was nervous. I think because we were gone in the summer and I think she felt she hadn’t practiced for as long as she wanted to for it. But as always, we talked to her, asking about her worries, and making sure she knew we were there for her, to have fun, not for her race or her place in a race or her times. We are having fun with her, as she’s swimming, as she’s getting ready, and diving off the board, we get excited for her. We are there for her every minute of it. To have fun. No matter what happens.
We are there to enjoy her improvements, as well as have a shoulder, or a hug for her for the disappointments. We are with her. We don’t have our own agenda. I don’t have her times memorized though we write them down for her. She likes to see her improvements and she likes to have them as goals. That is all good, and it’s fun, as long as they are still her own needs. We are excited for her every single time. I am happy when she’s happy swimming. We love being with her.