disappointed

Today was a rough day.

It started out well enough. We decided to make today our juice fast day, just to reset from our weekend away. I woke up tired and in desperate need of coffee. Unfortunately, coffee is not on the juice fast diet, so I heated some water and made tea.

This morning, baby ballet class was on the schedule. C usually really enjoys it, but it was an off day for her. She wasn’t focused. I couldn’t blame her, though. Two of the five toddlers there were having tantrums, alternating between screaming and crying. Overall, baby ballet has been a fantastic experience for C. She picks up the moves and french terminology quickly and loves to practice at home. She’s done so well, in fact, that her teacher has asked her to drop in on the 3-5 year old class that she holds Tuesday afternoons.

This afternoon, we headed over to the more advanced ballet class. A poorly planned trip to Costco resulted in us being about ten minutes late to dance class, which set us up for a rocky start. I was stressed about being late, and C was meandering at her usual toddler pace, which stressed me out more. Then, she started acting up during class. Being that she is a year younger than even the youngest student in this class, she requires a bit more direction and hand holding from the instructor, but she did well the last time we went. Today, though? I’m not sure what was going on. She was behaving in ways I’ve never seen before. Hitting, pushing and stepping on the other girls in her class – completely unprovoked. I was shocked.

At first, it almost appeared accidental, or perhaps a “friendly” motion, and I wasn’t sure if I should step in. Class was continuing, the teacher didn’t notice the bad behavior, but the other girls did, and so did I. Then, it happened again. I pulled C aside, talked to her, made her apologize to the other girl and gave her a warning. It happened again, but with more gusto. This time, I pulled her to the side and made her sit with me for several minutes while the other girls continued to dance. I gave her another warning, telling her we would leave dance class if she hit anyone again. Then, she started testing the waters. She stepped on one of the other girls foot. Perhaps accidentally at first, but then she continued, making it apparent that the subsequent efforts were, in fact, intentional. Being that this was a “new” behavior (one we hadn’t specifically discussed yet), I sighed heavily and hoped it would stop. It did – the girls moved on to the next exercise. But then? Then I watched her swing her arms and hit two girls standing on either side of her. This was no accident. Angry, frustrated and embarrassed, I scooped her up, gathered our belongings and headed for the door.

I’ve never seen this behavior from her before. I can’t help but think she’s seen it in preschool, which is just incredibly disappointing. The good that we hoped C would get from social interaction during preschool seems to be overshadowed by bad habits she’s picking up. Maybe it’s not related –  just something coincidental that comes with her age, but I have a hard time swallowing that answer.

So here we are, at the end of the day, and I find myself seriously wondering if wine is allowed on a juice fast day.

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4 Responses to “disappointed”


  1. 1 cruz2lose February 21, 2012 at 10:11 PM

    Wine is made from the juice of grapes….so I say Yes!

    One of my most embarrassing moments was 21 years ago when my then 3 year old daughter was kicked out of ballet and tap for her bad behavior; I was horrified. All of the other moms just stared at me like I must be the worst mother in the world! I didn’t think I would survive the toddler stage. : )

    I would love to tell you that it gets easier but I have 4 children (24-year old daughter, 21-year old daughter, 19-year old son, 15-year old son). You aren’t really teaching anything, they teach you…patience, understanding, forgiveness, unconditional love. : )

    • 2 suzyness February 24, 2012 at 10:27 PM

      *Sigh* It’s always sad to hear that it doesn’t get easier, although that’s all I’ve heard since before pregnancy, so it’s to be expected.

      I’ll just look forward to those good moments that outshine the rest. :)

      Thanks for reading.

  2. 3 Mandy clegg February 25, 2012 at 2:11 PM

    Yes, this is a challenging age indeed! One day our little ones are simply adorable followed the next day by a demon child that seems to thrive on defiance and doing the exact opposite of what what we ask. By no means are you alone Suzy. Just remember that we all go through it and even the best behaved child has their moments no matter how much their mom may claim that their perfect. I’m always up for a night out sharing a bottle of wine and talking about infamous kids moments. Remember when Mason threw up after choking on a weed during our picnic? At the time it was pretty embarrassing but now I have to admit that I get a laugh about how how inappropriate was. What do you do….they are just kids and if people don’t like what the see then look the other way!! :) Hugs to you all.

    • 4 suzyness February 28, 2012 at 4:03 PM

      Of course I remember that day! I thought you handled it like a pro! I never would have known you felt embarrassed. You did a great job with the situation. :)

      I’d love to get together for a girls night sometime soon. I’m enjoying my “me” time more and more these days… I definitely need it!


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