I was thinking some rare positive thoughts about pregnancy this morning, so I thought I might as well post them. I’ve reached the cute bump stage. For the longest time (I’m 23 weeks, folks!), you couldn’t really tell I was pregnant. I just looked chubby. (You still can’t really tell when I’m in running clothes.) Finally, though, I’m clearly pregnant, BUT I haven’t reached yet the whale-like unwieldy third trimester stage where my belly just takes over my body. I feel all curvy and feminine. Normally, I am absolutely not a curvy, feminine woman, and I’m totally fine with that, but it’s kind of a nice novelty for now.
L finished out the swim season, and I’m very proud of her. Swim team is not what you’d call relaxing, and she made big improvements in her swimming. She can swim 25 yd free in 27 s, which is not bad at all. She drastically improved her backstroke and learned breaststroke well enough to compete and not get disqualified and look quite confident. She kind of learned butterfly, though she got DQ’d the one time she competed it. At the end of the season, she earned an award, along with some other swimmers, for being a good sportswoman, and one of the coaches said some really nice things about her. I really liked the swim team. It was very welcoming and they had a good program for the younger kids. It’s one of the best teams, if not the best teams, on the Eastside. I always find sports team success interesting. I think it’s as much about good organization, inclusiveness, and growing kids, regardless of whether they have natural talent, as just lucking into having some athletic kids on the team. I’ve written before about how my father was a very successful coach, despite (or because of) insisting all kids get equal playing time in games. I feel like the head coach at our club has been successful for a lot of these reasons.
B is learning how to swim, oh so slowly. She’s a competent dog-paddler, but definitely not there yet with freestroke. But it’s nice to know if she was pitched in the drink, she wouldn’t sink like a stone.