That “Mom” in kiddies party.
Written by Nez, Posted in My Thoughts, Comments: Want to make another one
Excuse a lack of pictures in my post. I have a problem transferring data to my phone. Once I have figured out the problem I will update the post.
This weekend, my sweet friend’s child was turning 9 years. Being the sweet girl that she is, she invited us to a splash pool party to celebrate his son’s birthday. The party was so awesome. Kiddies enjoyed swimming and all the activities at the swimming park from early morning till 4pm.
All went so so well except that I was “that mom” in the party. You know, the one who arrives late and start drama. Embarrassing!.
Muli cant swim. She is turning 4 years in April. Wait. I have a good reason why it seems like I am an ignorant parent who does not seem to understand that swimming is an essential life skill. We left SA when she was too young to start swimming lessons only to find out that in France kids are only allowed to start swimming lessons from the ages of 4/5 years.
Never-the-less, she went to the water like any swimming guru kid. Only that I have to be close to her and she had to stick to shallow waters. The girl likes playing in water. We often go to swimming with her and we had to be too close because she just does not understand why she cannot go under and out of the water like all kids. She want to do the same, and breathing water instead of fresh air is so not fun.
Few minutes upon our late arrival at the party she just decided to put her head in to the water. The mama bear in me jumped just when she was anticipating doing it. She was playing at a far distance from the pool side, where I was sitting. I jumped in, fully clothes and with sunglasses on.
By the time her head went in, I was right there to grab her. For a moment, there was a silence as all eyes were on a mom flying in to the water. She breathed some water which took away her breath a bit. But she was soon in my hands. Phew!
I calmed her down and in no time she was in the water again and I was left sitting on the bench by a pool side, with a wet tail between my legs . Mothers did not hesitate to shower me with advices, addresses and phone numbers for the nearest swimming school. Others were kind enough to pretended like nothing happened.
I could not come up with words to explain to the concerned parents as to why my child was not trained to swim because I did not want to be that ex-expatriate girl who start every sentence with “In France blah blah blah”.
Lesson learned: To pitch up in time for kids parties. Often the late arrivals are the once with endless drama.
The sun set and the next day turned out to be better than the previous one.
On Sunday, our amazing pastors and church at large organised us a welcome party in our house. All we had to do was to avail our house and it all began. We did not have to prepare any food. They prepared all food and only did warming of foods and making salads at our place. How neat are these ladies?.
Our hearts were full of gratitude as we were showered with love. Children were running all over, their joy is contagious. We so much appreciate to be able to have a house full of children of GOD. They even left our house spotless clean after the party. Blessed for days!
Hope you had a good weekend and feeling refreshed to start the week in a positive note.
Take care,
Nez