You've heard of "going postal," right? Well, if you are a new mother or an experienced mother, you can probably relate to me "GOIN' MAMA." It all started with my precious Jackson. He said he was sick and didn't want to go to school. He did have an upset stomach, so I made the executive decision to let him stay home. He was totally fine by that afternoon. I let his friend come over and play with him and eat supper with us. As soon as I walked the friend home, Jackson miraculously becomes sick again. Randy and I were frustrated. It is stressful to take off work. (Especially now that I had to use all of my sick days for my maternity leave.) Anyway, I think Randy had some daddy's intuition. He just asked Jack if there was something going on at school. Jackson started crying and confessed that an older and MUCH bigger kid at school was making comments to him in the hall.
Oh, H-no!! I'll tell you what those comments were, but first I want to explain something. Jackson has always been a very logical kind of kid. He is very laid back and non-threatening. I remember taking him to the park when he was little. I would say, "Jackson, jump off of that step," or "run across that bridge." He was never reckless and would explain to me that if he jumped off of the step he could break his neck. I'm serious. He said that. Also, he hasn't learned to be mean yet. He doesn't know about calling people names to hurt them.
Please remember that he is only in the 2nd grade and the comments I am about to reveal to you were hurtful and serious--to him. Okay, are you ready?..........The boy called him a baby several times and in front of Jackson's friends he told him he looked like a JONAS BROTHER!! This was traumatizing to Jack. I can kind of deal with the little name calling, but when Jackson showed me the look that the kid gives him in the hall--Well, that was it. I'm not going to let anyone intimidate him! My baby boy is not going to school and be worried about this kid making fun of him for being EXTREMELY cute.
Before I went totally "mama" on someone, I called my own mama. She always makes me settle down and think things through. I got the number to the boy's mother and talked to her. I just kept thinking, if she says one crazy thing to me, I'm gonna blow up on her. She didn't. She has obviously had this call before. We talked and I explained myself. Blah, blah, blah...she talked to him and it's all good now.
Whew, that was a close one. I'm going to have to get myself in check before the next incident. I mean, I have 3 boys. It's bound to happen! :)