Sunday, February 24, 2013

It's okay to ask for help at any age...



 
One of my greatest fears is not being the mother, spiritual example, supporter, counselor, teacher and friend that my children can be proud of... I still have a lot to teach and show them... I haven't accomplished it all, but I have done a few things. As parents sometimes we have to show our kids to actually show them. We have to show them that mommy isn't perfect either, sometimes grownups need help to. One evening I had got the oldest kids in the bed and my baby girl who likes to stay up later than everybody else came down to my room. At the time I was doing my homework for my Financial Accounting class so I had my textbook out, scratching numbers here and there on a sheet of paper. Baby girl looked at me and said, “Are you learning your numbers just like me mommy?"... I said, "Yes baby girl"... She looked at my paper and said, “Humph looks like you need help from your teacher just like me mommy,"... I looked at my child, laughed and said, “Yes baby, mommy needs a lot of help with this class," ... She made a funny face and said, "You know it's ok to raise your hand and ask questions right?"... I said, "Yes baby, I know that. Thank you for your advice,"... Baby girl then asks me, “Why do grownups have to go to school still?", ...I said, " Well, sometimes grownups go back to school to learn more things so that they can move to higher positions at work,"... She looked at me with a mad face, slapped her hand on her forehead and said, "Oh my goodness, I am never going to get out of school,"... I laughed tapped her on the bottom and told her to go to bed...LOL... The more I thought about it, the more I said I can make this situation a small lesson for the kids.
To make a long story short I hated Financial Accounting in undergrad and I for sure hate it at the graduate level. So I called my teacher to let her know that I was struggling and what could I do? She advised me that the best thing to do was to attend study hall for the class on Tuesday evenings... I'm like great one more thing to add to the Tuesday schedule outside of gymnastics and drumline... But I had to do it or I am not going to pass this class. So Tuesday rolled around everyone got out of their practices around 7:00pm... study hall for this class is from 6:30pm to 9:30pm... I'm tired but of course the party doesn’t stop, plus my kids just don't believe that their mom is in school... I get them to my school tell them to bring their homework in and we were all going to study hall. My son makes a crazy face like "yeah right lady"... the girls grab their book bags excited... We get inside I show them my classrooms, the computer lab, the small library... the teacher even let them come in during my study hall session to see what their mom actually does during that one day a week away from them when I get home super late. They loved every bit of it! They had an understanding of what mommy means when she says she has class tonight. They grasps the concept of asking their teacher for help when they don't understand.
There is not a lot of spare time in mine and the kid’s schedule, so sometimes I have to make life examples out of the little things and use it as a learning tool. I got help with my homework at my study hall, and the kids were able to finish their homework and learn a small life lesson... It’s ok to ask for help at any age...I have promised my kids a lot within my dreams. I haven't fulfilled all of it yet, but it’s coming...
 

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