Troy forgot his breakfast today. I so want to go to his school and bring it to him. But I won’t. Still, I can barely concentrate thinking of my baby being hungry. I am so grateful his lunch break is at 9:50am. He will be okay. But... ahhh I am struggling.
My confession is that I want to rescue him... almost every day... when he lost his homework. When he got a sad face in his calendar. When he doesn’t want to wear his tie. When he told me some boys in the lunch room told him his food look “yucky.” Ahhh I am struggling.
But the thing is, I know the teacher side too. I know his teacher wants him to learn to be responsible on his own. I know his teacher wants him to succeed and learn without his mother doing the work for him. I know his teacher will handle the mean boys in the cafeteria. I just need to trust that this is a team effort. But.... ahhh I am struggling.
Being on the parent side is way harder than I thought. Being on the parent side with teacher knowledge is way harder!
Now I understand the mom who struggled to let go of his son every morning of first grade. I now understand the parent who left his work to bring his child’s backpack at least once a week when she forgot it. I understand the million phone calls I got by a parent who didn’t fully trust me as her child’s teacher. I understand now. It only took me being on the other side to understand.
Oh! How much more grace would I have given these parents if I had just understood their side!
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