Today started off as a good day, I was a little tired having woken up at 4:15 am . My mind was racing and I did not know why, so I got up and started my day. The kids had the day off so I was ok with the lack of schedule… fast forward to the phone call at 3 pm. When I see the HS phone number coming through, it is not usually a good thing. For those of you with typical kids, think 911 calling. Maybe a little extreme, but you get it.
In a moment, my day changes, mood , spirit, energy – all gone. The realities just hit and you never know when they are coming.
Our son failed math for the second quarter and a change is being suggested. I get it, it is a lot of work and unfortunately, the testing is never a great way to have our guy show what he knows. BUT, I HATE IT! I hate that he has this struggle and that I know he is capable of more than he can show. I HATE that I have no answers for what to do . I HATE that I have to take deep breaths and try not to be defensive. I HATE IT ALL!
I cried when I hung up and then came here to share, because I am not alone here and there is some comfort in knowing that.
Some days are just too hard to make sense of for me, today is one of them.
Tomorrow will be better. I know that because he needs me and I will be ready! (For what, I do not know!)