Daily Diary: There’s Only So Much You Can Do For Them
We are not having a very good week here in the Sweeney household. My daughter has a Social Studies test today. In fact, she’s probably taking it right now. Natalie isn’t the type of person to tell us about things ahead of time. She knew about this test on May 27th. We found out about it on June 1st.
So… we had Monday and Tuesday night. We crammed in as much as we could – but honestly – I don’t feel very confident.
This morning, while eating breakfast – Natalie turned to me and told me that she knew what two questions were going to be asked on the test for the writing prompts.
I asked her why she didn’t tell me that earlier? We could have worked on those questions while studying. She just didn’t think about it until that very moment – you know – 5 minutes before having to leave to school.
And I try to think about how I was as a child. I wasn’t a great student. I really wasn’t. I’m pretty sure my mother didn’t sit down with me and study and create index cards etc. I’m pretty sure she didn’t even check my homework. From what I’ve seen, that’s a FACT. And somehow I came out alright…
But this leaves me so conflicted with Natalie. Should I be on top of her more? Or should I just relax? I don’t know what to do. I really don’t. My brain is telling me to get her a tutor, cancel all her play dates and just study with her on a regular basis. But my heart is telling me that everything will be ok and she is only in the third grade. It’s just I want to instill proper studying habits in her.
Here’s the thing – I didn’t learn to study until my sophomore year in COLLEGE. BELIEVE IT! I was a lost cause until then. I basically floated through life until I roomed with one of my best friends who taught me how to use a highlighter. I’m not kidding!!
And I graduated college making $52,000 a year and working for one of the top 8 consulting firms in the world. I did OK with my slow start.
We just want more for our kids, right? I want to strangle her. I want to hug her. I want to shake her. I want to protect her. I don’t know what I want. I don’t know…. I just know what we are doing is not helping her. We are not doing right by our daughter. Something has to change. She doesn’t take anything seriously. She acts… like an 8 year old. And there I go again – my brain and my heart internally battling it out.
And as if this wasn’t enough, my little man is SO SICK. His worst cold yet. We’ve taken him to the doctor twice and there is just nothing we can do. It’s just a regular cold PLUS he is teething. It’s not the best week in the Sweeney household. Like I said.
Praying for Friday.