Warning: this is long. And rather introspective. Feel free to scroll on by. I needed to think it through by writing, and my blog is a terrible mess at the moment, so it gets to land here instead. Kate would like to be on student council. As a 6th grader she can run this year. I have been totally and completely torn about this. And feeling guilty and nervous and all sorts of lousy-mom. When I was a 6th grader I lost the outgoing personality I'd had in elementary school (6th grade for me was in middle school, so that's a big difference right there). Several things in life were challenging and there was some issues with being bullied, etc. I mostly hunkered down with very few friends and a lot of nerves. I didn't really improve until high school. Even then I was pretty content to stay on the side lines and not put myself out there for anything. There were, of course, situations that were exceptions, but I have never (for many reasons) regained the social confidence I had up through the end of elementary school. Now days I deal with a pretty hefty dose of social anxiety. I know I've been the reason many friendships haven't had a chance because it makes me so dang anxious. For many years now the anxiety has made me sick, which ends up being a reason to not "have to" put myself out there. I know this has led some people to classify me as stuck-up or snobby, when in reality it's the opposite. It's certainly not because I think I'm better than you. It's just that I'm terrified of you! :) In addition to social anxiety, I am a textbook introvert, so large groups -- even wonderful ones -- are draining. Friends of ours know how often we've had to cancel things because I've ended up sick. It doesn't mean I'm making up being sick. It doesn't mean I don't truly *want* to get together. It just means I have issues. My physiological reaction to even good stress makes me legitimately ill. Also, I just get sick a lot so the chance is pretty good that we'll have to cancel plans anyway. That's the nature of my "health" and my life. This is also another reason spontaneity is good for us when I'm doing okay -- no time for me to crash. Anyway, back to student council: There are a lot of responsibilities for student council member. Before school and after school meetings / activities. What if she embarrasses herself? What if I get sick and can't drive or keep up with helping her? What if she has to talk in front of people? She's not the kind of person to get in front of a crowd and be silly. What if someone makes fun of her? What if she forgets to finish a project? What if.......??? My hands are literally shaking right now thinking through this. BUT: I do not want my girls to have the limitations I have. I do not want them to be limited by my personality and preferences. I know they need the chance to develop those things on their own. She has seen what student councils have done in front of the student body. She has read through the responsibilities of student council members. She wants to give it a shot. Michael does not like most fruits or vegetables (stick with me here, I promise it's related). He knows that is a personal issue of his. He doesn't want our girls to grow up as unwilling to eat new things as he is. Even though they now know he doesn't eat many of the good dishes I make, they also know that he wishes it wasn't the way it is. He'll even try bites now and then, and actually he has probably doubled his produce deemed "acceptable" in the last decade. This is huge, people! ;) If he can stand to encourage them to try artichokes and buy me a bunch of asparagus because it looks good... for me.... then I can stand to let the girls talk to other people. THIS MORNING: I read this. She has to write an essay as part of her application for student body. This is her first paragraph: "Some people ask “why? why does anybody ever want to be on student council?” well, I've got an answer. Everybody thinks its all about the popularity but some of us realize it's not about being popular it's about being able to help others, you should focus on giving and expect nothing in return. Everybody should have a chance to be on student council, and now that chance is in my grasp. I would try to make the school a better place, by being a good example, helping in any way I can, and I promise that every day I will try my absolute best." Crap. I gotta let her at least try. And not tell her that it terrifies me. Yet. (She already knows I have trouble with many things, I don't think it will affect her ability here to know that it makes me nervous. I just don't want her to be tempted to give it up for my comfort.) If she is selected, then we'll manage. I'll smile and cheer and be as supportive as I possibly can be. I'll watch her decorate posters and drive her to meetings. I will always celebrate when my girls show they can do the things that make them happy, even if they're things that make me want to curl up and hide. They are NOT me. They are unique and brave and capable. This is MY issue, not hers. I can do this. I can step back and let her make her own choice on this. Right? via Facebook