This blurry picture represents how hard Bugaboo has worked the past nine months.
He started in gymnastics in October and didn’t really know what to expect. I knew he was physically active and had freakish strength but had no idea what he was capable of. So I found someone willing to give Bugaboo a chance.
I had to go with him (in other words, they allowed me on the floor with him) and still go with him to make sure he doesn’t dart away, but he has gone from learning to wait his turn to participating in the whole class. It was NOT easy for me. It was physically demanding, and given my history of back and neck issues I had to suck it up, work through the pain and give him a chance to succeed. And succeed he did! Even the brief hiatus when he broke his arm didn’t slow him down. He still did hand stands with one arm.
Anywho, when he went up at the end of their final show last night to receive his award, and I saw how many parents and loved ones clapped and cheered for MY kid, I suddenly had something in my eye. Sniff, sniff. He did something with his TYPICAL peers. He excelled at it. He had the BEST HANDSTAND in his class. And he enjoyed it and looked forward to it every single week.
So did his Momma.
Now, he wouldn’t do ALL of his floor routine (not his favorite part) but earlier on when they were rotating stations, he darted across the floor and I called him back through some mighty-tightly-clenched teeth. Before he came back skipping and giggling (I’M SO FUNNY, MOM) he did a fabulous handstand and held it for about 15 seconds. Long enough for the audience to giggle and laugh. I was sort of embarrassed but he still didn’t notice them up there. It wasn’t until the end when he did he last vault of the night that he looked up and noticed a group of people sitting in the observation area.Then he went right on like nothing was different.
This is what I love about my kid. He just keeps on going. Nothing stops him. Nothing. Sure, he’s afraid of things (Like the high bar, even though he’s the monkey bar champ at his school) but he keeps trying. He keeps going. He tries and tries and tries. Eventually, in his own way, he “gets” it. This Momma is so proud.
I can’t thank the staff enough for being patient enough and willing enough to give Bugaboo a chance. That’s all our kids need. A chance. A chance, the right people and a way to show them that they can do things just like their “typical” peers.
Sometimes it could be the best hand stand in the class.