Never Underestimate Your Swim Family

Never Underestimate Your Swim Family

FIRST SWIM MEET

Our oldest daughter started swimming when she was 5 … well competing. She was so little and we had no idea what we were doing. The poor coach had to tell her everything she was to do. Our youngest daughter was a year and a half. She has literally grown up by a pool, first watching her sister swim then starting swim team herself. Needless to say … the little sister was the mascot. She was the sweetheart of the team.

After our first season, we moved to a team with a big pool and spent hours on bleachers while big sister swam. I got a wild idea to make pretend makeup using old makeup containers and nail polish … combine that with some brushes and a little bag and every parent on the stands got made up nearly every day! No one was safe from the dreaded blush brush! Just a quick aside … it was a brilliant concept. HOURS of fun with absolutely no mess!

The day came when we were so incredibly thankful for the connections this little two-year-old had made with the team parents!

The day came when we were so incredibly thankful for the connections this little two-year-old had made with the team parents! We were at a pool in our own town for a swim meet. It was located in a park setting. Between races my husband left to get some batteries for a Leapfrog thing. One minute little Tess was with me and the next she was just gone. I looked all around and couldn’t see her anywhere. I jumped up and started looking for her. I ran out to the front desk and asked if anyone had seen her.

TESS

Now Tess was easy to describe. She had on a bright red team shirt and big afro hair. She stood out in a crowd. The front desk hadn’t seen her, but one of our swim parents was walking in and she started looking, too. I ran into the room that had tables and food set up and saw a table with parents from the swim team. I went up to them and asked if they’d seen her. I told them I couldn’t find Tess. In seconds they were up and scattered.

I dialed 911 and told the operator my two-year-old was missing.

I walked outside and looked everywhere. This was a community center with a park so there was serious space to canvas. I dialed 911 and told the operator my two-year-old was missing. As I was talking to the dispatcher and trying to keep from total panic, one of the swim moms came up with Tess. I told the 911 dispatcher she was found. He said, “Oh I’m so glad! That was NOT a call I wanted to get today!”

I was so thankful for our team that day! Apparently Tess had followed my husband looking for him but he’d left already. She went back in the building and went down into a remote room looking for me. Makes this mom’s heart stop! Not only was I of course thankful she was found, I was thankful for fellow swim parents who didn’t hesitate a second but jumped up and fanned out to look. They didn’t ask questions, they just jumped into action.

Swim Teams are families

Swim Teams are families, not just for the swimmers but the parents. We hurt together, we celebrate together and we support each other and our kids. We sit in the parking lot with a swimmer in a warm car waiting for the parent who is running late. We pick up a swimmer walking home and deliver them to their doorstep. We let their kids hang out between two-fer practice days because they have appointments. We laugh together. We cry together. We are blessed.

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