I've often wondered when Daughter will learn something, but I've decided that I've been asking the wrong question. The question is not when will she learn, the question is when will I learn? When will I learn that if I'm not checking her bedroom and closet regularly, she will wad her clean clothes up and hide them in the corner instead of hanging them up properly? When will I learn that it's not enough to ask her if she's keeping her blood sugar records, I need to see them? When will I learn that if I'm not inspecting her teeth or toothbrush, she will insist she is brushing her teeth when she isn't? When will I learn that she isn't going to put family items away properly, and she won't remember where she hid them when we next need them?
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I keep forgetting that her body may be 22, but emotionally and intellectually she's no where close to 22. I keep forgetting that she doesn't learn from her mistakes, and cause and effect is not something she understands. I forget, because I want her to learn and grow. I want to think she's not going to be perpetually 8. I have decided, though, that I need to learn. Both of us will be much less frustrated when I learn to accept her limitations, and work around them. She may not be able to learn, but hopefully I will.
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I feel the same way. I am much less frustrated now when I concentrate on me changing my behavior instead of trying to make my kids change theirs. ~Kari
Kari-- Doesn't it feel like giving up? I sometimes think I'm shirking my responsibility to teach her. Society's expectations just add to my guilt....
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