I’ve learned that I like
to be in control of some things. Well, I
lost control of what I cared about in the early days of raising a child with
learning differences. School was a mess,
he didn’t do well in Sunday school, there were meltdowns everytime I looked
around. I didn’t know how to handle this
but I wanted control. I had to lose my
perfectionism (having family life that I could control).
I remember the moment I
realized this was a problem for me. My
husband and I were waiting for our children after school. You see, I ALWAYS talked to my son’s teacher
to see what had happened during the day.
My husband said, “I’ll go up and talk to the teacher.” I said, “NO, I have to go.” I was afraid he “wouldn’t do it right?” As I was leaving the car, I said, “I know,
I’m a little bit of a control freak?” He
said, “A LITTLE.” I wasn’t fooling
anyone except myself about my perfectionism.
I’ve moved forward, I
think, but certainly still struggle with this. I learned from others I’m not
alone.