Strange looks at the swimming pool

I try to take Amy swimming once every couple of weeks. We both tend to enjoy it and it’s no bad thing that she gets comfortable in the water. She’s pretty happy bobbing around, but whether you could define it as actually swimming is debatable. She relies completely on her armbands for buoyancy and hasn’t yet grasped the fact that she can use her arms for propulsion as well as her legs.

The thing that Amy enjoys most about swimming however is getting out and then back in again. If I let her she would spend hours clambering up and down the ladder into the pool. The main reason I don’t let her is not that she gets in the way of other swimmers using the ladder – I have enough pent up rage at length swimmers constant tutting as they have to swim round us to last me a lifetime (the timetable says public swim damnit – public includes 2 year olds and their overweight fathers). No, the reason I try and dissuade her is the fact that she’s fascinated by the water that runs off her when she gets out. So fascinated that she feels the need to squat down and observe it trickling off the bottom of her swim nappy. Now I know that it’s chlorinated water and not urine that’s poring off my daughters bottom, but I’m not convinced anyone else does. I leave in fear of the day that a shrill whistle from the lifeguard precedes our banning from Kirklees swimming pools for life.

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