Do you ever set expectations for something or someone and then when it doesn’t happen you struggle with how to cope? This totally happens to me last week. I seriously struggled with this and of all things it was with one of my kids. You see I was always a decent student. I wasn’t completely fond of school but the work wasn’t something I struggled with. I would get my homework done and turned in on time and most of the time I would get pretty good grades. I guess as a mom I just assumed both children would follow right along with that. As life would have it that’s just not the case. I am seriously struggling with how to deal with a child who in no way what so ever follows that path. Let me start by saying he does make pretty good grades and for that I am so grateful but he struggles with spelling, math, social studies, science….all of it. He does like to read and will sit down for the 20 minutes we require him to read each day and will not complain about it. The rest of it though he will put off until the very last minute and then struggle to complete it. Between myself and grandparents he spent a total of 4 hours on homework last Thursday evening. 4 hours! That is absolutely no time to be a kid. To play, be silly, nothing. To say I was spent is an understatement. It kills me that we have to sit and basically go through each problem one by one. Is he just pulling one over on me or does he really not get it. How do you tell the difference? How do you know if he is really struggling or if he just would rather you sit and walk him through it so he doesn’t have to think too hard? How do you know? I’m at a loss and last week I struggled. I struggled to understand why it doesn’t come as easy to him. I struggled with feeling like all we do together is homework. I struggled with trying not to get angry and upset because he just wasn’t getting it. I struggled with wanting to spend time with my daughter but couldn’t because I feel pulled to be completely focused in helping him so we aren’t up until midnight. I struggle because I know my patience is low. I struggle because I feel I’m the only one with these struggles. I struggle because I’m letting the devil use his tactics against me. Sometimes in the midst of such a petty struggle we need that friend who comes along and just asks how’s it going. You ever not so graciously tell them and then that friend smacks you in the back of the head and says suck it up buttercup, you got this. I was thankful for that friend last week.She assured me that he is just fine. We will make it. The world is not crashing around me. I know is seems like in a world filled with so much strife, destruction, and hate that the struggles of a child’s homework can seem minute. And you know maybe they are but they are my struggles and they are my life. I can boldly proclaim that I am ok with it. I will make it through…maybe with a little more gray hairs…but make it through nonetheless. This is our life. It isn’t always pretty and struggles are there but at the end of the day we love and we laugh. It may be because he spelled touches as tochuses but we laugh. Thanks for hearing me out and letting me vent about the small things. Thanks to that friend who set me straight.