Monday, May 09, 2005
What a Week!
So, the week started off before it even got here. Saturday was like any other Saturday until the phone rang. It was a "friend", so I thought, until we reached the end of the call. We talked about what we needed to talk about and then she turned rude for apparently no reason. That bothered me the entire rest of the day. I don't even know what happened...now there's even more tension to deal with. Skip to early int he week...Get a call form the school that the daughter is having some touble with a couple of friends. Pick her up from school and ask how her day was and water works start flowing...HEAVILY. For two hours she cried and felt pretty bad. Hurt is more like it. The mom in me wanted to hold her and tell her it would be alright but I know she has to work this one out herself. Another side of me wanted to go right to the instigators house and confront her...but what good would that do. This girl is an emotional wreck and her homelife sucks. She thrives on the attention she gets from getting into it with her friends...that said, it still wasn't right what she did to the girls. They were very upset when she tore the friendship necklace from her neck and threw it at my daughter...and it wasn't even my daughter she was angry with. My poor little girl just got caught in the crossfire. Three days spent in the Principals office is how I spent my week. He is very close to us and he felt so bad about it all he wanted to do was grab her and give her a hug but he couldn't because he couldn't show favoritism. So...on with the week. We spent every day in upset in some form. Just one thing after another...Then we get to Friday and the dance. The dance may have been the final one ever, except for proms and such. With the new administator comig in, we don't know the status of having dances next year. She had a blast with her friends...didn't dance much though. I was asked to chaperone as usual and she was excited about that...she wants me at EVERYTHING...I was doing my duties with the other chaperones there with no problem, UNTIL, about five of us chaps were pulled onto the dance floor by huge bunch of kids. They wanted us to dance with them...so we did...and after it was over I find out that my daughter was very embarassed by it and for the rest of the evening treated me like I was non-human. Mad is an understatement of how it made me feel. She wants me there but I can in no way have fun with it I guess. I talked to hubby about it and he is wild...thinks she is not treating me very nicely lately and it needs to stop. There are so many more details to my awful week...these make it look like a simple week actually...just too troubled by it all to keep writing about it. So, I ask you this...When does it start getting easier? I can answer myself, It doesn't. It just gets more complex. Will I survive? Yes, just like every other mom this stuff has happened to. Hope this reminds a fe of you that you aren't alone out there...it happens to all of us...
