Can I call on you for some? Something is really, really bothering me. This is the second time that it’s come up and by come up I mean totally consumed my thoughts for days and tied my stomach in knots. Even as I sit here and write this I find it hard to put into words but here it is.
I worry that Chase is the kid that gets pushed, poked, and snatched from. Maybe it’s just that she cries when other kids don’t or when other kids would push back. Or maybe it’s normal. Or maybe I’m overly worried about nothing? I hope that’s it. But I hate it. I hate seeing her pushed down senselessly and then having to tell her that she’s alright while she cries and tells me that she is clearly not all right. I don’t like it at all.
I fear that I’ve made her too nice, too passive. Share with your friends, let them use your stuff. It just seemed like the thing to do but now I”m not so sure. Sometimes I think she loses out, has to wait because she’s more prepared to share. I just can’t be sure.
So maybe I am overreacting but what’s the prevailing wisdom here? Let her push back? Avoid those situations? Hope it goes away? Don’t intervene and let her figure it out? Somehow I never seem to be quick enough to intervene or rather sometimes there’s no way to tell when things are about to escalate. I’ll fell better two days from now. Until the next incident at least unless someone steps in and gives me a foolproof approach. You’ve got one, right?