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Serenity NOW!
Lord have mercy.
Truly.
I am blessed beyond measure. I am. I have been blessed in ways unfathomable to me. I have. I am grateful. I am thankful. I have much to be thankful for.
That all being said… I am seriously struggling with my children’s inability and/or blatant disinterest in schooling and schoolwork. It’s killing me. Poor Number Two struggles so much and I swear, the more help he receives, the worse he gets. Now, in addition to not reading, he is not doing well in math. He was a math savant until this year, and now cannot round numbers or do multiplication.
Number One…who I had such high hopes for in middle school…has slowly but surely slid back into his old ways and recieved 9 F’s on assignments in the past 2 weeks. NINE. NINE F’s!! All incomplete assignments or assignments just not turned in at all. NINE! From my GIFTED child!
Number Three..who has always cared about his school work and has historically been a pleaser, has recently decided that he should do all work as quickly as possible so he can go play. This results in horrific writing, illegible numbers, a sassy mouth and an overall half-assed approach to everything.
THEY. ARE. MAKING. ME. CRAZY.
I am lucky. I am blessed. I have 3 healthy, happy, handsome boys. Unfortunately for them, they were born to a mother with little to no patience when it comes to academics. (Or anything else). I try. I do. I try to be calm. And quiet. And explain things. But after the 6th time of being asked what is 8 X 100, I lose my shit. REALLY??? REALLY?? 8 X 100??? COUNT ON YOUR FINGERS!! OH MY GOD!. I would not recommend this parenting technique. It is not helpful.
I have become Frank Costanza bellowing “SERENITY NOW!!!!” at the top of my lungs to no one. Sometimes the words come out of my mouth.. more often I just hear them in my head. Very very loudly and with unmatched fervor.
So, once again.. I ask you to pray for my sanity. Pray for my children. Pray for my children’s sanity. And.. of course… pray that my children become successful enough to afford their therapy. Because that bill is gonna be a doozie.
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I get it ! I too am lacking in patience department, especially with homework more so this year it’s 3rd grade for me!
Try this….
SERENITY NOW!!!Gulp of wine….SERENITY NOW!
SERENITY NOW!!!Gulp of wine….SERENITY NOW!
SERENITY NOW!!!Gulp of wine….SERENITY NOW!
My number 2 is the same as yours! She now has the same math worksheet as everyone else but the teacher circles 2 of each “type” of problem for her to do- that way she only takes a half hour to do 5 problems instead of 2 hours and a bottle of wine later for 15 problems……..and reading——oh holy crap…..what a fucking nightmare- some days it gets done and sometimes it doesn’t. You would think the IEPs would address these issues but it took us until 5th grade to finally start getting help. Good luck to you and many bottles of wine!
You made me spit my wine onto the keyboard. Seriously. Why can’t they do this practice at school? Homework is crap. I might as well just homeschool them.!
::::more wine::::
Remember…serenity now. Insanity later
Oh, lady. We’re so fucking alike it is not even funny. Hang in there and stay strong – and TRY to stay calm. You really are more productive if you can stay calm.
OH!! USE CANDY. I know they say not to do that, but FUCK IT you gotta do what you gotta do. My kid has ADHD and I bribe him with mini-bottle caps or gummy bears. Like, every so many problems done neatly and correctly gets so many gummy bears. I works, I tell you, IT FUCKING WORKS. DO IT. (And write a post about it, obviously.)
Ohmyword. I so feel for you. If i didn’t know the pure homework hell coming my way if i were to throw in the towel and put them into school, i might do it. Especially because i am at ABOUT the same level as your son who wants to know what 8 x 100 is. It’s 56, right?
uh… NO.. it’s FOUR-THOUSAND… duh!! your kid must be really dumb.
It must be a 6th grade thing. My son is struggling with getting the hang of the middle school concept of actually turning things in on time. He does the work but can’t seem to actually turn it in and then gets pissed at me when I go through his notebook. I gave a week from last night. ONE WEEK. To get his shit together or I am going to attend school and shadow him. He was mortified and today he got his shit done. All homework and past due assignments were completed today after school. (European Central Time) Fear is a powerful motivator.
I tore my son’s math homework up last week. It was all wrong and his handwriting looked like shit. I’m mature like that.