This doesn’t feel mundane and pointless to me. It feels heartbreaking. But, in the grand scheme of things…
My 6-year-old daughter is in Kindergarten this year. She has a September birthday, so is one of the oldest kids in the class. She’s also the smallest.
She was born an average size (7lbs, 6oz) and was in the 50th percentile for a few years. Then, the 25th percentile. Then the 5th. finally, her growth slowed to the point where she isn’t even on the charts for her age, and is 50th percentile for a 4-year-old. She had a battery of tests last year that turned up nothing, although I suspect that they’ll be repeated at her well visit next week.
She’s very sad about being so small. This morning, my husband was getting her ready for school while I was at the Dr with her brother (who is 4 and the exact same height as she is). My husband said she cried and cried this morning, finally saying that everyone is bigger than she is and no one will play with her on the playground.
I suspect that by “no one”, she means none of the boys. She is interested in sports and Spiderman, not dolls or dresses or nail polish. (Sidenote: when I see the threads lamenting Slut-o-ween, I’m glad for this. It starts very early, the slutty costuming. She’s going as Batman this year.) She is also very smart and there’s been talk about advancing a grade. Now I need to keep in mind that she’d be even smaller than her peers.
<sigh> There’s nothing to be done, really, except to support her and help her find friends with similar interests. Hopefully short ones. I also emailed the teacher to get the true scoop on whether ALL of her peers are shunning her, since in the past I have also heard that everyone gets to ride the school bus and ***no one ***else brings their lunch from home.
But the Mama Bear in me wants to go and kick some Kindergarten ass. How dare they not play with my awesome daughter?! Fuckers. Five-year-old fuckers.
Really, I guess I just needed to vent. I myself have been crying over this since my husband told me, and I need to get it out and not let her see that. I just need to keep talking to her about her character and being a good friend and not letting her size bother her.
I thought I wouldn’t have to deal with my own strong feelings about what asses kids can be until middle school. Parenting requires a lot of mental fortitude and some days I just don’t feel up to the task.