Sharing the lessons learned
It’s that time of year….parent-teacher conferences. I usually dread these things. Not because my daughters aren’t brilliant, well-behaved little angles (which of course they are not!) But because I take it all personally. It’s not their report card, it’s mine. It’s just another way my “working mommy guilt” rises to the surface.
This recent round of conferences is not different that previous ones. The girls are doing great. We have challenges with homework, the older one does things really fast, just like me. She’d rather have it done, than have it done correctly. My Mom, also a working mom, always told me, “Slow down and you’ll go faster.” Meaning that I wouldn’t have to redo something and take more time in the long run. I’ve finally learned that lesson and I’m trying to pass it along to my daughters. She’s getting it, but slowly, I mean she’s only 8 1/2.
Sharing these lessons is really interesting to me. My girls love to hear stories about my husband and I when we were little. They love to hear about when we were “bad” and got in trouble. I use these examples to help them understand what not to do…or at least to understand the consequences if they choose to do something they know is wrong (like telling us they have finished their homework, and they haven’t…or saying that the teacher didn’t give homework that day.) At this age they are still open to learning from us. I better take advantage of that while I can.
As for “our” report cards…we got all “+”. Good for us.






