I have a beautiful 14 year old son. His name is Christian. He is in his last year of middle school (super sobby tears inserted here). Isn't he gorgeous??!!
Today, I do not like my son. I love him with my entire heart and would die for him - but I DO NOT LIKE HIM TODAY.
Christian has a very high IQ - he is capable of completing school work at the college freshmen level. However, he does just enough in school to get by - I have been fighting this battle with him since third grade.
And I am LOSING this battle. Report cards came home on Friday - he wants to remain eligible for running track, so I thought no worries he will do fine. WRONG - TWO D's - not high, almost there slugger D's, but just one to two points above an F. Eligibility at his school just requires that he is passing five classes -RIDICULOUS- so in his mind he remained eligible.
I made him quit track, and I may have went a little high pitched crazy. Oh I hate these decisions. How do I communicate with -his not fully formed frontal lobe - that he cannot play sports and get D's? I have tried bribing, threatening, ignoring, counseling, paying and screaming...
I may have went a little cuckoo on his track coach when he called last night explaining my standards over the school's - blah, blah, blah - I think coach feels sorry for my boy.
So today I just sit with this ugly feeling. I am floundering around in my frustration like a sow in mud after a good rain storm. I will endure the cold shoulder and rolling eyes - because what my boy doesn't understand is that my heart beats for him...
