So yesterday Carter and tried out a new class at The Little Gym! We have been doing swim classes since June and I decided it was time to mix things up. (Mostly I was sick of wearing a bathing suit in the winter!) I was so excited to try it out and have Carter get to do something different.
You see, I feel like Carter really is a great boy! We really haven't had HUGE issues with him. Slept good. Ate good. didn't cry much as a baby. sweet. etc But he definitely has started getting a bit more personality and with that comes a bit of an attitude at times and he knows what he wants and will let you know if its not what he wants.
So anyways, we get to The Little Gym and go inside. While we were waiting for the class to start, I let Carter finish his snack and drink some more water that he started with in the car. Well big mistake. He started screaming and such when I went to put it away in his bag so we could get ready to go to class. Not that he was eating or drinking it, but he wanted to hold it. So there he was throwing a tantrum in front of all these moms and their toddlers.
FINALLY, we get over that and go into the gym area. Now the instructor did warn me that some kids have a hard time following the structure of the class at first and just want to explore, but that it was fine and let them do it. Well the first part of the class had all the moms and their kids sitting in a circle and doing little fun things with music and such. Carter wanted NONE of that, he did not want to sit still with me, he wanted to be up and checking things out on his own. I let him some, but would try to reel him in to do stuff with the class. And of course he would then fuss. When the teacher brought out hula hoops or balls for each kid. Carter would get interested, but then leave his and go and take the other kids. UGH! Now he wasn't screaming or anything, just fussing at me if I tried to keep him from doing what he wanted.
I totally felt like THAT mom yesterday that can't control their kid. The mom that lets their kid do whatever and has no discipline. It was ROUGH. He's never acted like that before. But he was a mess and all over the place. I felt like other moms just looked at me with these wide eyes and judged me and my kid. It sucked. And of course, Carter wasn't the only one whose first class it was, but he was the only one that wouldn't sit down. I'm sure there were some moms that probably understood all kids can do this, at least I hope so.
Now Carter had a ball yesterday, he got to play and run around and explore. A boy's dream. Mom? Not so much fun. But I've decided we will persevere. I figured we should give the class a chance. And if anything, maybe it'll help teach him some structure and learn to follow directions better and such.
So wish us luck!!! :)