The Fear of Water

Shortly after Super D turned two, we took a trip to a local indoor water park or Josh’s birthday. We thought this would be a great weekend trip. Daniel loved water just as much as the other boys. How could this turn out bad?

But, alas, it did.

Daniel was extremely excited when we got there. He ran straight for the water. We decided to get a life vest for him. You know, safety first. He was not happy, but at that point we could halfway reason with him.

Then it happened. The giant bucket dumped thousands of gallons of water from twenty feet up. That was the end of the fun.

I do not know if it was the noise, the water, or the children screaming. Whatever it was, it absolutely terrified Daniel.

This set into motion a couple of years where we avoided water if at all possible. The fear of water was so overwhelming for Super D that when we started at the Britain Center he would not go into the therapy pool. When I tried to carry him in, he screamed and braced a leg against each side of the doorway.

The ladies at the Britain Center are absolutely amazing. Within a year, they not only had him going in the pool, but he was actually enjoying it. By the time he graduated, he was blowing bubbles in the water, putting his head under and even floating on his back some.

To this day, I still have no idea what the exactly caused the fear response. I am just thankful it is gone. That is, until he jumps into a pool on his own. (Yes, he did this last year!)

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. – Psalm 23:4

 

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