Monday, Monday....

Wow, someone responded to my first posting. Thanks!

Well, the weekend is gone and now it's Monday and the shit starts again. The worry begins: how my little one is going to do today, what trouble did he get into, did he keep it together. Every time I pick him up from school I get that feeling in my stomach that says: what is his teacher going to tell me today? Good or Bad? Every day it's essentially up for grabs. It's impossible to predict.

However, it's my older son who is struggling this time. All weekend he was flipping out about homework - crying and panicking. He's got homework, and a lot of it, but he's worrying far more then needed. And much of his work is voluntary - he's taken on more then is required. He's even in good shape - way a head of the game. The poor kid, he's going to make himself crazy with this. Luckily he's got a sympathetic teacher. It could be worse - he could be really behind, or refusing to do any work, or failing. I guess I should be thankful he is so driven. But it saddens me that he is puts so much pressure on himself. I wish he would give himself a break.

And I am exhausted already and it's only Monday. I have a chest cold and was up late watching the Oscars (Yeah - Crash won!) while consoling older son.

I have a feeling it's going to be a long week.