For years now...
Every Saturday morning involves a 6am alarm.
Almost Every Saturday morning Mikaela will complain!
Every Saturday morning we have hushed conversations in the kitchen as we prepare our breakfast.
Every Saturday morning we drive to the AIS for Mikaela's squad training.
Every Saturday morning we chat in the car, alone together, our time.
Every Saturday morning I watch her swim stroke after stroke and lap after lap. By the end of her 1.5 hour squad session, she's swum about 4-5km.
Every Saturday morning I observe her with her squad mates, whispering and giggling. Encouraging and complaining!
Every Saturday morning at the finish of the training session Mikaela emerges from the pool with a full and enthusiastic grin directed at me.
Every Saturday morning I wait as she gossips and giggles I the change rooms with her squad mates.
Every Saturday morning I am impressed by her dedication, her commitment and drive.
Every Saturday morning I feel grateful for my life, being a Mumma and having her as my daughter.
Bx
