As I sit down to write this post I realize that I truly am an emotional writer. I get these moments when coming here and pouring my feelings out is exactly what I need. Before I get on with my story/ thought/dilemma I want to make it very clear that this is, in no way, a post from someone that has it all figured out!
There is a lot I can tolerate. I am guilty of tolerating too much sometimes. I can be “too nice”. It’s ok. I’m cool with that. It’s a choice you know, not to let others actions define who you want to be. Now, don’t get me wrong, don’t give people the opportunity to constantly think you’re a doormat. ( Be smart)
Here’s my problem. I have absolutely ZERO tolerance when it comes to the way my husband and kiddos are being treated. ZERO! I don’t go bat**** crazy (maybe I’ll get there soon..ha kidding) I do not care who you are, and sadly admit even with family, don’t mess with my kids…do not treat my family wrong in any way because I’m just not having it. They are my world!
My youngest has had a really hard time making friends. She’s a lovable kid, almost everyone loves her at school.She’s super friendly, but she just wants to have one or two friends to be close with. A best friend. There is one little girl, who just picks on her for no reason. This isn’t recent. It’s been going on all year. Since my little one, can be really sensitive, the hubs and I took the “you gotta be tough and stand up for yourself approach.” That did not work. So we said “just ignore her”. ” It was easier for me to tell her that because I really did believe it was the best advice. I don’t want someone else’s actions to affect her good intentions and her good heart. Bullying can be a poison that can turn a happy fun loving child into a sad, and lonely one, and that’s not what I wanted for her. Sometimes kids will be kids, they fight one minute and are fine the next. This little girl just goes out of her way to make my ladybug feel bad.
I ran into the little girl and her mom in the supermarket one day, the lady had no clue who I was. I watched and I observed them for quite a bit fighting the urge to make a casual conversation with her. I don’t want to get away too much from what I’m trying to say, but that day, at the supermarket I quickly realized that the apple did not fall far from the tree! What do you do in situations where the parents are just as bad, if not worse from the kids, with no regards of the consequences of their actions??!!
It sucks feeling helpless. I work at my kids school. I help out any way I can. Even when you insert yourself in their lives as much as you can because you think it’s best, even that, will not help sometimes. I waited until today to email her teacher because I had enough of it. I had enough of hearing my girl tell me some new story but I regretted sending that email. I’m left wondering what is the best way to handle situations like this. I said it earlier, this is not a post of someone who has it all figured. Motherhood is a like a road full of twists and turns when you constantly find yourself making decisions and quickly wonder wether you made the right choice.