I wrote a post for today but decided not to publish it. As my daughter gets older and I write things about her, about parenting her, I’m concerned it could be used against her one day. Mainly by other kids who can be cruel and mean and take things out of context. I realize by openly discussing sexual assault I’ve opened the gate. But I’m willing to defend her on that, and I’m confident she’ll let me. It’s the other, more mundane, aspects of growing up and maturing as a young girl where I don’t know if I can be there all the time that gives me pause. So I erased what I wrote. Not out of shame, but because I don’t want her innocence used against her like it’s something bad.
I read too many stories about kids being bullied because of who they are. Being in a self-contained gifted program brings with it looks and snide remarks. Those she’s been able to handle so far. As time moves on, though, the comments are likely to change. The possibility that her just being a kid and the quirky behaviors that are common among the highly and profoundly gifted become more visible. The differences may seem more significant.
Despite the fact that she’s growing up, she’ll always be my BabyGirl. But that doesn’t mean her life is open for me to always write about. Kids can be mean to other kids. And it’s a shame I have to be worried about that.