Lately I've been worrying a lot about our schooling. Have we been doing enough? Have we been doing too much? Do we spend too much time on this? Do we not spend enough time on that? Should we be out of the house more? Should we be home more often? Am I expecting too much from him? Am I not expecting enough? As the mom to an only kidlet I also worry if he's spending enough time with other kids. You know the drill.
Don't you? I sure hope so. One of the only things that talks me off down off my mental ledge is the belief that I'm not the only one who has these crisis of conscience from time to time.
On one hand I realize that these concerns are the hallmark of a parent. That we're constantly asking ourselves what is best for our children's education. What will teach them what they need to know in order to turn into the kind of adults we want them to be.
On the other hand, I just want to crawl under the covers with my Fresca and chocolate & have someone come get me when it's time to leave for his college graduation ceremony.
I know that tomorrow my worries will have passed (for now) and we'll hit the ground running next week and love every minute of it but sometimes its just nice to wallow in those worries for a few minutes and know that I'm not alone in them. So, thanks for listening. I appreciate it.