Change

When to change, what to change and how. These are always the questions to ask when change is considered.

I have my son in a Private school and I have always felt it was the absolute best choice for him. Now I'm beginning to question that choice. Not so much in that the choice has been wrong, but in that maybe the right change would be a positive thing for him. He has watched his sister go through MANY changes, not all of them to her benefit and he doesn't want to go through the same thing. Nor do we want the same things to happen to him. However, the school he is in is no longer meeting his needs. In fact it's as if he is just spinning his wheels with no forward progress. I have offered to home school him because he does much better in getting things done when he is at home. Yesterday he came to me and ask if I would homeschool him, it is unusual for him to bring it up. The answer is yes! However, I will keep him in the same curriculum. In switching Gab around and trying to find what would work for her we really messed up her schooling. Seems that with each change we put her further behind academically. We also taught her that when the going gets tough, change. She would be a much better person today if we had taught her how to find God in the situation and stick it out!
With Kevin, we have taken the road of sticking it out, with all the reasons of why this is best.
Folks he is quite literally at the end of his rope. This is what I told him this morning:
We can change the circumstances and that may help. However, if it's the attitude that needs to change then it doesn't matter how we change the circumstances there will still be a problem. I believe with all my heart that he has tried to stick this out. I want to change his schooling circumstances. I believe that it will be more than tough for him, but I also believe that he needs the change.
Will you please pray with me that God will show me how to go about this. Right now he is 16 and can't quit. Right now he says that he does really want to learn but not in his present environment with the current curriculum. He actually had a very valid point in regards to the curriculum. My fear is that as soon as he can he will quit if there isn't a change.
Can you imagine going to a place every day and feeling like a failure every day. That no matter how much you put into getting ahead, at the end of the day that's still where you are at?!

Please understand, I am not bagging the school!! It is a great school. It just isn't meeting the needs of my son any more. If he could stay on task then he would graduate in two years. That is a year behind when he should graduate and he is not staying on task.

I just want to scream in frustration!!! I go through the whole gambit of he needs a routine and a schedule. Yes, true. He has one. I just do not believe that a child should be struggling this hard to keep up with school work. There needs to be an out let. Other activities to be engaged in. That's a whole nother sob blog.

There is by all means a heart attitude issue here. But what came first? The attitude creating the school issue. Or sheer frustration and constant feelings of failure no matter what he puts into it that created the attitude?! I believe it's the latter. I don't want to ride my white horse to the rescue; yet I am his mother and I believe put here to be his advocate. Thanks for letting me vent. I'm open to suggestions. Otherwise just please pray that God would lead me to the right people and options to consider. Thanks!

Comments

Once again I am unable to make comments on other blogs. Only this time the computer is being selective. I can't comment on Mishel's blog but I can on Z fiddler. I can't comment on most people's blog. This is super frustrating because not only can I not put in my two cents worth I can't read what every one else said. Me nosy?! Who told.

Mishel I'm sorry the the remodeling is on hold and that Rande's back is hurt; at least your nights have been entertaining. :) Does he remember in the morning what he was dreaming?

Heather, I am missing you terribly! I know you are really busy.

Melissa, how is your sister? Have you heard any results?

Julie, I am reading and so enjoying, but I can't comment. Tell Kina I love her new look and I'm missing Sabrina.

GB, I got that raspberry. :) I did get some sleep but haven't yet tried the linky thing. I just about missed your comment stating that we are the same person. Thanks for sharing your secret. ;)

Donna, you mean we can't keep talking to them like they're 3 years old?! ;) I'm glad you figured out the problem. Seems like I remember having a similar problem.

I'm praying for you all. Hopefully I'll post a real blog in the next day or so. I do have one knocking around in my head. First though I need to change the aroma in my house from A LA Dog to something more pleasant. My mother in law is a dog lover thank goodness, but the odor is getting to me. I keep thinking I need to bathe the dogs; good place to start but I'm afraid I'll go from hmmm....dog maybe; to yuck wet dog open the windows! Those of us that live in the desert know too that you don't wash the dog and throw them out back to dry. If you do you get instant mud. Desert and wet dog don't mix! Last time I shampooed the carpet the wet dog odor over came us for days. If any of you have any magic answers other than get rid of the dogs and/or don't let them in the house let me know. Well, that was really random. I often wonder if life would be easier with out the dogs! They always seem to be a source of conflict in my home. The last dog is a blog unto herself, but Michael couldn't stand her. Donna, do not remind me about the dishwasher. The beagle that we have now, runs my son absolutely nuts. Then on the rare occasion that I sit and watch TV the beagle crawls up beside me, sits like a person and puts his head on my shoulder. I'll try to get a picture, I know you're just dying to see it. :) Then the littlest one curls up in my lap. They keep me warm and make me feel loved. Stinky but loved.

I am headed to bed! First though I want to introduce you to a new blogging friend. She has been making comments on my blog for a few days now. She has finally made the jump and joined us @ betweentheditches.blogspot.com.
Grafted Branch was kind enough to send me instructions on how to do the linky thing but it is way too late for me to attempt it. Maybe I'll try tomorrow.

Date #2

Michael and went to dinner Friday night. We shared a plate at a Mexican place. Very nice even though I did take a few phone calls from Gabrielle. There was a reason, ordinarily I turn the phone to vibrate and call her back after dinner. Michael was patient. Then after we eat he asked if we could go to the Exchange to get him some running shoes. He's only been needing a pair for a year now. At the beginning of the meal I was ready to go, now that the meal was over I needed to get home to my Gab. He was fine with it and agreed. When we arrived home we found that Gab's crisis had passed and she was on the phone. Then Kevin got a call from a friend saying that there were WII's at the Exchange. I looked at Michael and said we got to go! I dashed out the door jumped into the passengers side, put the keys in the ignition and had the car cranked before he got there. All the way there he ragged me about how a WII came before his shoes. The store was closed so we came home. I should have let him blog this because he was having great fun with it and had me rolling in the floor. After he spent 10 minutes reassuring me that he really wasn't upset at all, he was just ribbing me about it.

He was up and at the store when it opened and got the last one for Kevin. Kevin has been saving since last July for this game. We have been chasing these tips for months and Kevin just didn't even wan tto get his hopes up. This is the only reason we didn't make him go with Michael to get the game.

Anyhow, Michael got his shoes as well. Every one was happy.

PMS

If you are a male or if you are a female with definite ideas of what shouldn't be aired publicly you may want to skip this post.

I should be used to this by now, I am after all 43 years old. However, I always seem to be caught off guard. You know the days when you seem unusually tired for no reason, or the angry button is incredibly easy to push. Or when circumstances make you cry. There may be a real bonified reason to cry but just a few tears not the gut wrenching belly bawl. You walk around wondering what is wrong with me. Then after a trip to the rest room, you say, "Oh, I should have known."

Or you get half way into town, which is 45 mins away and realize you forgot to stock your purse. As you hear yourself ask your 17 yr. old if she has any supplies you also hear in the back of your head the conversation you had with the same child last week: "Yes, I have some thing but don't you think you're old enough now to keep up with this things?"

This one is my favorite. The day starts and you are in taxi mode and running errands when oh I better find a bathroom. Upon arriving to the public restroom you discover that you should have remembered much earlier. I remember in high school grabbing a jacket and tying at around my waist, we all did. Any one observant enough knew with out a doubt why the jacket was now around your waist. Any how, what at age 43 do you do? Do you grab the cell phone and call your daughter to bring your jacket or do you just repair as much of the damage as possible and return to your car with your head held high and a smile on your face like this was just exactly how you had planned your day?!

I do believe that there should be at least ONE day of the month that each lady can stay in her jammies, eat choc and watch chick flicks and dare any one to ask when dinner is. :)
Michael said that if that day falls on a Saturday he'd be glad to accommodate.
He wasn't much impressed with this post. If you find this offense or not in good taste please tell me!!! I will remove it.

Am I the only one at this age that still doesn't seem to get it? Maybe I can claim just to busy to remember. Senility before menopause doesn't seem real fun!

YEA!

My computer is home! I won't tell you how much it cost. :)

I was able to get on this morning and catch up with some reading before I started the daily Taxi runs. Then this afternoon when I sat down I couldn't get on at all. I was so frustrated, but some one knew that the house HAD to be cleaned TODAY. So, I got both the bathrooms done, found the kitchen table, vacuumed the floors and started more laundry. Michael actually helped find the kitchen counters. He's good that way. It isn't exactly the kind of clean I had in mind, but it looks 100% better! My mother-in-law is due to come in on Friday. One day next week I'll have to drag out the mop and do the job right, but for now I'm happy. Now I'm back to the computer. I finally got on obviously, but I can only read your post, not comment.

Happy Birthday!

Yes, Donna i can believe you have a 21 year old son!

Please tell him I said Happy Birthday and thanks for being so good to his mama.

Time is up.

I'll be glad when my computer is fixed!!!