I got so sad for Brooke at gymnastics today. There's a small group of regulars that come but in this particular class there were several random new kids that showed up. Besides Brooke, there were 5 girls and 2 boys. They girls were really bubbly and outgoing and they all kind of seemed to click instantaneously. Then there was my sweet Brooke. She just kind of sat off by herself, timid and quiet. It broke my heart. All the kids, despite being her age (many of them younger than her) towered over her, making her look so, so tiny!
The other kids seem to be naturals at actvities that they were doing and Brooke was so afraid. She was giving it a good effort but I could tell that she was really having a hard time putting her fears aside. I know my girl and I can tell when she's struggling with something simply by looking at her.
Then, there's that teacher again... The one who yelled at her for being "disobedient" when she was scared of the highbars. Anyways, I was nursing Adrienne and I saw Brooke walking out of the gymnastics area to come find me. When she opened the door I heard the teacher yelling, "Then GO, Brooke! Don't just stand there. GO!" It wasn't a sweet, reassuring voice, either. Poor Brooke had tears in here eyes so I obviously asked the teacher what the problem was. The teacher said, "She has to go to the bathroom but she just stands there. I don't get it." Think about it... She's 3, she doesn't really know anyone in the class, she needs to go potty, can't find her mommy, and the teacher's yelling at her. UGH. I just cringe thinking of how she must have felt at that moment:-(
I talked to the teacher after class and she gave me this whole song and dance about how Brooke's showing improvement and how she's fine. I, of course, didn't buy much of it because I know when people are being fake. This is what gets me, though... If I ask Brooke if she likes gymnastics she says she does and she never complains about the teacher. In fact, she even asks to go back to class during the week. It seems like MY feelings are more hurt here than hers!
I feel kind of anxious about sending her back next week. No mommy wants THEIR child to be the "odd man out" and of course I want my child to succeed and feel included. Then again, Brooke has a completely different temperament than me. Maybe she's fine sitting on the sidelines and keeping it to herself? I just don't know! Or maybe I'm a mother hen who's taking this whole thing way too far?