Anonymous wrote:OP here. We’re not on a scary path.
I recognized I was pushing too hard. She’s capable of achieving certain grades. She’s knows it, she wants it.
Maybe you guys are jealous of accepting an 84 as all that there is.
In sum, kids have different measures. My daughter screwed up. I overreacted, dialed back, and she still wants to be at the top of her class all on her own.
You think valedictorians just arrived there on nature without nurture. You are funny.
Perhaps what I failed to communicate, is she wants to be at the top of her class. She wants to oust your snowflakes. And that is the mindset it takes to be #1. But with her 84, she
had a setback. She wants it. You don’t get driven kids.
Anonymous wrote:OP here. We’re not on a scary path.
I recognized I was pushing too hard. She’s capable of achieving certain grades. She’s knows it, she wants it.
Maybe you guys are jealous of accepting an 84 as all that there is.
In sum, kids have different measures. My daughter screwed up. I overreacted, dialed back, and she still wants to be at the top of her class all on her own.
You think valedictorians just arrived there on nature without nurture. You are funny.
Perhaps what I failed to communicate, is she wants to be at the top of her class. She wants to oust your snowflakes. And that is the mindset it takes to be #1. But with her 84, she
had a setback. She wants it. You don’t get driven kids.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP here. Thanks for everyone’s input. I apologized that night and we had a long discussion about her goals. Yes, there is something to the fact I underachieved academically, so I’m pushing harder than my parents did.
I know you don’t know me, so assume the worst. I’m a very chill momma. Trust that I’m following her goals with guidance. I’m so not the type looking to relive myself in my kids. They all have their unique paths.
I should have stated clearly, the 84 was extremely upsetting to her. She understands the stakes.
For all y’all staring it’s crazy for a kid to manage her future, I assume you haven’t switched to them waking their own butts up using an alarm clock. At some point, you guide and let go.
1. If the 84 was upsetting to her, then it’s even worse that you laid into her so fiercely. Your original post suggested otherwise.
2. Spreadsheets and freaking out over 84s are not “very chill” nor are you “guiding and letting go.”
Anonymous wrote:OP here. Thanks for everyone’s input. I apologized that night and we had a long discussion about her goals. Yes, there is something to the fact I underachieved academically, so I’m pushing harder than my parents did.
I know you don’t know me, so assume the worst. I’m a very chill momma. Trust that I’m following her goals with guidance. I’m so not the type looking to relive myself in my kids. They all have their unique paths.
I should have stated clearly, the 84 was extremely upsetting to her. She understands the stakes.
For all y’all staring it’s crazy for a kid to manage her future, I assume you haven’t switched to them waking their own butts up using an alarm clock. At some point, you guide and let go.
Anonymous wrote:You sound like my mom. I had anxiety, cutting, and an eating disorder because of all that pressure. I was a solidly B student. Sometimes As. I probably could have been an A student if my mentalhealth was better.
I went to a good college (Denison). Thankfully by the time my junior/senior year came around, my mother had calmed down and also realized that her harshness had a negative impact on me. At that point, she was thrilled I loved the college I was going to.
I have a great career. DS is only 7 but sometimes I see myself turning into my mom about stuff and it scares me. I don't want DS to ever feel the same pressure/sense of disappointment that I felt
Anonymous wrote:Ok, I hear you all. OP here.
She wants a school that’s hard to get into. She’s wanted it for various reasons on her own. I’m really not a helicopter parent. I’m here to tell her you’re aiming for x, you aren’t going to get there without y.
I’m a loving mom who wants to guide their kids in the direction and path they chose. She wants to achieve something and I’m part of guiding her there. I’m not a monster.
Not an elitist either. It’s my kid driving this train.