Lessons from a tricycle

We bought a tricycle for Ashlynn three months before her third birthday. My husband and I took her to Toys R Us, excited, full of hope and expectation. I had seen two-year old children on Facebook gleefully riding their trikes with big goofy smiles on their faces, and I couldn't WAIT to snap that happy gleeful face on my little girl.

Pregnant with my son, we all left the store and I had visions in my head of me walking to the park, with her riding her trike in front. I would occasionally have to call for her to stop so she wouldn't get too far ahead.............

....but it was me getting too far ahead that night. One year later, with aching backs and frazzled patience, my Ashlynn still can't ride a trike.  She has made progress though and can now not only keep her feet on the pedals, but can also keep them "straight" on the pedals where her heel isn't constantly coming into contact with one of the bars.  As for the actual alternating pushing motion, that is still to come.  

You'd think she would be frustrated, but the opposite is true.  As kids whiz by on their bikes, she happily laughs, giggles, and asks me, "See bicycle mama?"  and then with determination in her face she gets up on her tricycle again, ready to practice. Like most other motor tasks, this one too will take time.  It will be a journey to success, but success will surely be there; waiting more patiently than me.

However, I've learned success is never really about the outcome, just as riding a bike is never really about the destination.  Every bike rider will tell you the fun and the meaning are found in the journey.  The sights seen, the hills climbed, and even possibly the falls taken.  The lesson learned from the tricycle is more than just learning to ride.  It's a metaphor for life, and of one thing I"m certain.  Ashlynn will always be a success because she has already learned: the fun is in the journey.