New routine for Saturdays?

For the past two years and more my Saturday morning routine has consisted of taking our daughter to the gym and holding bags and watching from the sidelines while she does an hour of judo followed by two hours of gymnastics. In the early days of fostering this gave me time to get to know her better and bond more strongly. Later, after we had completed her adoption and moved within walking distance of the gym, she still insisted on me coming every Saturday, even though hardly any of her team mates now have their parents watching 🙂

So yesterday the coach had all the girls gathered round at the end of the session for debriefing and notices . . and a special announcement that our daughter and another girl had been promoted to the senior gymnastics squad 😊 She bounded over to me with a huge smile all over her face. Not a word (very rare), but a lovely snuggle from my slightly sweaty favourite gymnast 😅 As if to say, "This is why I needed you to come and watch me all those Saturdays, Mum" 🤗

And I would do it all again ten times just for one minute of unbridled happiness from a super girl who drew one of life's shortest straws. I don't quite know what my future role in her gymnastics journey will be, if any, but so grateful that yesterday I was in the right place at the right time!