Sometimes I wonder if I'm a bad mom. Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing enough. Talking to a co-worker at work today about my oldest daughter and her issues with school he has put the thought in my head that maybe she has a learning disability. She's 11 years old, in the sixth grade, if she does have a learning disability how terrible am I for letting this go on this long? When we go over her homework (and it's been a long time since I've been in school and so much has changed) I get frustrated with her when I don't understand it and I ask her to explain it to me and she can't or she'll point to her answer and say it's right, my teacher told me, but I'll ask her again to explain it to me and all she'll say is that's what the teacher said. So, I'm going to look into her getting evaluated, I don't know how I'm going to do this but I know I have to do something. I love this girl, she owns half my heart (her sister owns the other half) and there's nothing on God's green earth I wouldn't do for either one of them. She's a good kid, she really is and it breaks my heart when I get frustrated and I yell at her. I don't want to yell, I don't want to get frustrated because really, it's not doing either one of us any good. I want the best for her, I want to give her the world. If she does have a learning disability I can handle that, we can work on that, but if it's not that ( and the more I think about it it just has to be that) I'll do whatever has to be done.
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