I'm really enjoying taking part in #loudnproud. Unfortunately you can be made to feel like you're showing off or bragging, simply for being proud and wanting to share your children's achievements. As I have said before, I don't like focussing on the negative things, but yes my kids wind me up and send me round the bend on almost a daily basis. They're not robots, we have tantrums and arguments and bickering like any other family, I assure you - we are quite normal. Whatever normal is, anyway.
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I for one am happy to be proud of my children for what they have achieved, because quite frankly my kids are awesome. They're also annoying, exasperating, exhausting, and demanding. But they are AWESOME, and I don't care who thinks I'm trying to be "the perfect mum" (newsflash - she doesn't exist) because I have shared good news about my kids. If it bothers you that much, then you can sod off - I don't want any doom-mongers around pissing on my fireworks, thank you very much.
GCSEs start tomorrow, and I have everything crossed for great results. She has worked really hard and I know that she will do her best. We've got a lovely family holiday to Paris and the south of France to look forward to between now and her exam results so she can enjoy a well earned break, and what will be will be.
J finally received an attendance certificate this week, I have no idea why he hasn't had one until now because he and A go to school together, at the same time, every day, and she has one every term. Neither of them ever have time off. I can only assume he is late for registration through dawdling or other random events, but regardless - he has finally got his certificate for excellent attendance, and I am very proud of the effort he has put in since the 'bumps in the road' we had last year. He has been trying really hard since they went back after Christmas, and I am really pleased with him.
The teenage years are difficult, and sometimes trying to fit in can make you feel like a bit of a fish out of water. A has managed well so far, she has a clear sense of identity, knows her own mind, and isn't afraid to speak it.
J on the other hand is more like his father, laid back and easy-going, and sometimes I think he allows himself to be led rather than be the one to stand out & speak up for himself. He's only 13 and I know it will come with time. He's a great kid and I am looking forward to seeing the man he grows up to be. I hope he continues to be like his Dad, because actually *looks around, whispers* the Mister is pretty awesome too (don't tell him, I'll never hear the end of it), and exactly the sort of man that I want my sons to be.