I uttered the words that no Mom ever wants to say yesterday... My Daughter is being Bullied.
Just reading that makes me want to cry.
My 4 year old is being harassed at Pre-School.
It started innocent enough (as innocent as bullying can start?) by the boy saying he didn't like her.
When Roo told me this, I told her that she needs to use her words and tell the teacher if anything persisted.
Well, it persisted and she ended up being pushed one day and slapped on the arm the next.
She could never remember the boy's name and each time I asked about her telling the teacher, she said the teacher was busy.
Roo is an easy going child, never one to rock the boat. She's had three temper tantrums her whole life! She's a people pleaser... and some say, a push-over.
And the whole time we're dealing with this, I'm freaking out.
Did I do something wrong? Why is my child being picked on? Did I not arm her with enough to defend herself? Why isn't she defending herself? Is she not developing enough?
Egh, the crutch of being a Mom.
And of course, Roo was freaking out over the whole thing. She suddenly didn't want to go to school and last night she was up all night with nightmares.
Today we were able to pinpoint who was bothering her and after talking to the teacher and the director of the school, we decided to move Roo's chair (because the bully sat right next to her), the teacher said she would keep an eye on her and work on teaching Roo to stand up for herself.
Roo immediately brightened up and you could see a change in her.
She felt safe again.
While this brings me a measure of peace, I'm still feeling horrible that this even happened in the first place.
I feel like I failed as her Mom.
It's a never ending cycle for us Moms, this guilt that we have some how managed to let our children down.
It's horrible, I know... but it's part of being a Mom.
The Baby Professor
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