|need to share this
||[Apr. 5th, 2005|07:30 pm]
Good Enough Moms
So Caitie is going through an aggressive period (she's almost 2). It started with her just staring at little boys, but it's gotten worse over the last month or so. |
Today at my MOMS Club meeting, I had to run and grab her away from kids at least 5 times. She kept going for their faces. Yesterday, she went for a little boy's eyes and actually scratched him right by the tear duct. Since she's young, there's little I can do to make her understand that this is wrong. I pull her away, I sit her alone and I explain in simple language that it hurts people, but so far, it hasn't really helped.
Anyway, as you can expect, I feel awful. I feel like a horrible mom, not only because my kid is being such a bully, but because I know how upsetting it can be went your kid gets picked on. (Wait. Actually, I don't. Caitie has pretty much always been the aggressor. I can imagine though.)
So I left the meeting feeling frustrated and upset, and apologizing to everyone in site.
Just a moment ago one ofthe MOMS club members called me. She wanted to let me know that she could see how upset I was. She reminded me that Caitie is a really sweet, curious child, whom every adores. She reminded me that I'm a great mom. And she reminded me that this will pass, that lots of kids do it, and that I'm doing the "right thing" when I deal with her aggression. Mind you, this is the mom of one of the kids that Caitie has been habitually picking on.
I can't even tell you how much that meant. I mean, we aren't really very close. And for her to call out of the blue like that really meant a lot. Thinking about it actually, the support of another friend, who's son has also been one of Caitie's favorites, has been really great too. I figure if they can be understanding, then I can too... and not wig out on my daughter or myself.
Ok. Now I'm crying.
So I just wanted to share that. I want to be like that mom. I want us all to be like that mom. This is my mental note to reach out more often to others.