Ughh…
I’m still working on that parenting blog and I’m getting better because I’ll try to write when I’m inspired to write and then publish on the day it’s supposed to be published. But this week I didn’t do that because I forgot all about it so my blog post for this week is garbage..again.
~shakes head~
When I think about my son I have a mixture of pain and pride. My oldest son, he’s 7, and he’s so brilliant. I know that most people say that about their children but he really has traits that even I don’t have like he’s practical, and reasonable and just…level headed. He’s good to have around to remind me of sides that I don’t see for myself in a situation. Yeah..he’s 7, I told you that he’s great.
But there’s another side to his personality. When my Mama sees it she says to him, “Hello Ms. Tee Jr.”
Yep, his temperament is like mine. He’s sensitive. He’s driven. He’s a perfectionist and he can not take faltering at anything. It ruins his mood if he doesn’t get it exactly right the first time he tries. He’ll literally curl up and cry.
When he does that, I just take a moment and I cry for him too on the inside because I know how badly I wanted to do well and exceed expectations and be this superkid and that’s because I wanted my parents to say something good to me. But I tell him he’s great all the time because I didn’t want him to have that same pressure but he still has it. It’s as though his view of his self worth is based on how many A’s he can earn or how fast he can master a video game or new topic.
He’s so beautiful and talented and personable…I don’t know how I can help this other side of him, this competitive side. I tell him that it doesn’t matter what he does or what happens, I’ll always love him and think he’s amazing but he still has this “I can do better” attitude.
Just like me….
When will we ever be satisfied?