Childhood Anxiety


The girls took the first in a series of three classes on Pesah today. From the moment I signed them up until the down-time after I we left I was a big ol' ball of anxiety.

We've had some problems in the past with the girls feeling excluded in our Jewish homeschool group. I try to encourage association and friendship with other Jewish homeschoolers since a lot of the experiences are shared. It seems that they come running to me crying because this girl isn't talking to them or that girl said they don't want to play with them.

It got to the point that when Thing 2 would go to the mark the group of girls were standing at, the girls would run away. Soon there was a gaggle of girls running and giggling as my precious little girl chased them with tears starting! I wanted to puke.

Add to it the horrid bullying that Thing 2 is dealing with at the Beit Knesset and its not been a pleasant situation. (Note to self: post about this hassle to see if anyone has ideas we haven't tried.)

What's been most difficult for me are the feelings this has brought up. I remember being so lonesome and painfully shy to boot. I was the girl who preferred hanging out with the chaperones instead of my peers on the class trip to New York and Washington DC. It wasn't until high school that I had a small cache of people I could honestly call friends.

In the car as we drove away, the girls were all smiles about their class and excited to go back. They also invited one of the girls over for a playdate "some time" in the future. The mothers all talked about working out a monthly get-together for the kids and there is a possibility of a couple of regular group activities. 

Let's mark this one down in the win column.