Do you ever have days where you feel like your just a walking disaster? Everyday feels like this too me lately , in my post I mention I was just one illness away from a breakdown…well guess what..Miss C has an ear infection and Broncilitis. I seriously just can not believe the day I’ve had, nothing major in the grand scheme of things, I’m aware there are others around the world experiencing tragedy but how I’ve stopped myself from breaking down is beyond me..OK so we won’t count the tears during LPV’s parent/teacher meeting.
I was so looking forward to it, 15 minutes of Miss N telling me how wonderful my child is, she did and he is wonderful. However when I came out I felt desperate, where have I failed my poor boy, apparently he’s not as advanced as the others when it comes to coordination, meaning he struggles with the cross crawl……This
Also he’s having trouble with drawing a circle, he can draw one but he draws continuous circles not just one on its own and apparently it’s a huge deal for school assessments here. Now I feel even more pressure, I know this year hasn’t been the best for him, so many changes in his wee little life, a new sister, new nursery, new place to live. I’m disappointed in myself that I let him down, that he apparently feel self-conscious in front of his peers, it’s difficult this parenting malarky you tread water thinking you’re doing ok and then something or someone take the wind out of your arm bands. To be honest I’m not going to make a huge deal of these things at home, I taking on board whats been said and I will do exercises/movement with him at home I don’t want him to feel self-conscious, I want him to know he’s brilliant but will alway be amazing to us regardless of whether he can put his farking elbow on his knee. Right now I want to say fark you to the whole education system here and keep him at home with me. However I know how much fun he has there and the changes I’ve seen in him are amazing. I am mad too are all the other 13 children in the class that flippin perfect?? I doubt it but I wonder how many other mothers came away from the place feeling like I do.
Tomorrow’s another day