I’m sitting here at gymnastics and having so much emotion. Sitting at gymnastics is normal for me. But today, I’m sitting, watching Abby in a tumbling class. What’s the big deal, you ask? Well, she has done gymnastics for 7 years. We have been at our current gym for a little over 2 years. She has been on the gymnastics girl’s team there and just got done with competition. Right now, she is on one side of the gym with tumbling class and her team is on the other side doing team practice. Still waiting for the big deal???? WELL…..
She decided this week….. it was time for a break. WHAT???
She came in to my room on February 28 about 12:30 (yep, I remember the date and time!) and told me she had something important to tell me. She tried to get her words out through her 😭sobbing😭…..telling me what she was thinking and how she was feeling. I sat there confused with a blank stare. I couldn’t process what she was telling me yet I knew something was going on the last month or so. It was difficult for her as she felt so heavy with worry about disappointing us, her team and her coaches. She explained that she loved her gymnastics time, her teammates, her coaches but she just wasn’t enjoying it like she once did. She really felt like it was time to take a break and venture out to something new.
I’m proud of her for walking into my room this week and sharing her heart. She had really thought this through and knew what direction she wanted to go next.
But this mom was not quite ready for that announcement. A big part of our life has been gymnastics. So much time, money, emotion invested. I’m a “Gym Mom” and the last year and a half, I was a “Team Gym Mom”. I made good friends and we helped each other out and encouraged each other in this whole gymnastic life. I now do not belong to that group. Sure, they are still my friends but I do not share this common bond anymore. It’s like a part of my identity is gone. I know…SO DRAMATIC!!!! Not sure why it’s hitting me so hard. I would think it’d be a little easier….I went through this already with my oldest. But, in all honesty, there is still a part of me that struggles with her decision to stop.
No more, “Mom, I got a rip on each hand”…said with so much satisfaction and excitement!!!!!
Bottom line…I love my kids always (even when I don’t like them…LOL!). I want them to enjoy life and the things they are doing. Abby and I will get through her decision and every day will be a little bit better as we find a new normal. She is a talented young lady and she puts her whole heart into everything she does. One of her struggles was that she didn’t get some of her skills as quickly as the other girls but she worked so hard and never gave up, even with her multiple injuries. She is my special girl and I’m excited to see what’s next for her.
Alright, that’s enough (sniff, sniff)!!!!!