Mumma Worries

It keeps me awake.
Not knowing how to fix it. Knowing that I can’t protect them forever. Knowing that some people are dicks and I can’t prevent them from being that way.

My eldest is 4. She’s different, apparently, to other kids, but I think everyone should be. Who wants to be the same?!


But.. That’s all a different story.

She loves school. Loves kids. She is a quick learner, hilarious, has beautiful manners and means well majority of the time. But she keeps things to herself a bit. Which, I’m all for a bit of personal space and privacy. But at the same time, I still want her to know she can tell me anything.

A little boy at her preschool called her a stupid shit, again.

She didn’t tell me this until a day or so after, and when I asked her what he said she goes ‘stupid’ then went quiet and covered her mouth. Because she knows she’s not meant to say it. So I finally got her to tell me and she said ‘shit’. Whilst I was impressed with my daughters good behaviour, I was fucking shitty. Mainly because he’s said other things too.

Look. I’m not a parent that’s going to jump the gun. My daughter could have been being naughty, annoying or something, so obviously I’m going to ask the teachers, but this same kid use to say other stuff last year too.

Four. That’s how old they are.
She told me a little boy isn’t her friend anymore because this same little boy said he can’t be…


BUT- My daughter doesn’t seem too phased at the moment. I’m trying to keep it that way. To focus on herself and the people that are kind to her and to just ignore the ones that aren’t nice.

But sometimes, she does seem upset by it and it completely shatters my heart.

What am I going to do when she goes to big school and if there’s more kids that say shitty things to her?
What if she doesn’t tell me and it bottles up inside?
What if I can’t teach her how to deal with it?
What happens when there are bullies?
What if she becomes a bully?

She doesn’t see me worrying, because I push it all down until everyone is asleep. Like most parents do.

Mean, crap people, and things, are a part of life, always have been, I understand that. But it just seems like it’s getting younger that kids have to deal with crap.

Getting assessed if they daydream, getting medicated if they tend to move around a little more than another, bullied for being different, having a mobile or Ipad at 1, knowing what sex and drugs are at a younger age. Too young.

I don’t know about you, but that’s not how things were when I was little and I’m pretty young.

You get stuck between wanting to protect your kids, not wanting to helicopter them and letting them experience/learn things on their own.
I’m sure I’ll find the balance.



Author: kaselea

Mother of two. Sarcastic, honest, overthinker and a little crazy

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