The pressure in today's society for our children is to succeed in everything. Does the pressure come from society and parents? Yes, but I like to think of myself as a parent that doesn't pressure my children. I view myself as wanting the success for my children so they won't feel the disappointment of all their hard work.
To succeed in the high school my two older children attend, the hard work must come from the individual, so as parents, we tell our children to give it 110%. That way, they know they gave it their all no matter what the outcome. When my hubby and I attended this same high school, anything we wanted to get involved in, we tried out and pretty much made the team if we showed some of the skills needed. Nowadays, kids have to start after they are potty trained in order to be competitive and have a chance.
My son has been playing soccer since he was five years old, now he is 15 years old and time for high school soccer. Tryouts were three days and the results were given right after the last tryout. I made sure my son knew to let me know when he was waiting for the results so I would have some idea, but no call, no text, no nothing!
Nervous as can be, I continued with making dinner and sat down with the rest of the family to eat. With my cell phone by my plate, we ate and talked as usual. Then my phone rang...caller ID stated it was my son. I was so nervous, I couldn't answer it so I handed it to my hubby. My daughters both covered their ears and I tried to eavesdrop the best I could. I heard my son say, "I'm done". Nothing more. My hubby said, "And..." My son's response, "Can you come pick me up"...goodness the kid is killing me! My son is not one to be real conversational on the phone, but does he not realize we are all dying to know??!! My hubby asked him if he made a team and I hear my son's voice say, "Yep". That's my son, even keel, no big deal, one word answers.
I knew he made a team and I yelled out a yahoooooo!! I was literally sweating being so nervous and I then started to cry. Yep, that's me, crying for everything and anything. I was so relieved and happy for my son, what a huge accomplishment and it finally paid off. I did not want another disappointment for my son, but with his easy going personality, reminds me that really, in the big scheme of things, it's no big deal one way or the other. But the mom in me is so so proud of him and so happy for him.
To succeed in the high school my two older children attend, the hard work must come from the individual, so as parents, we tell our children to give it 110%. That way, they know they gave it their all no matter what the outcome. When my hubby and I attended this same high school, anything we wanted to get involved in, we tried out and pretty much made the team if we showed some of the skills needed. Nowadays, kids have to start after they are potty trained in order to be competitive and have a chance.
My son has been playing soccer since he was five years old, now he is 15 years old and time for high school soccer. Tryouts were three days and the results were given right after the last tryout. I made sure my son knew to let me know when he was waiting for the results so I would have some idea, but no call, no text, no nothing!
Nervous as can be, I continued with making dinner and sat down with the rest of the family to eat. With my cell phone by my plate, we ate and talked as usual. Then my phone rang...caller ID stated it was my son. I was so nervous, I couldn't answer it so I handed it to my hubby. My daughters both covered their ears and I tried to eavesdrop the best I could. I heard my son say, "I'm done". Nothing more. My hubby said, "And..." My son's response, "Can you come pick me up"...goodness the kid is killing me! My son is not one to be real conversational on the phone, but does he not realize we are all dying to know??!! My hubby asked him if he made a team and I hear my son's voice say, "Yep". That's my son, even keel, no big deal, one word answers.
I knew he made a team and I yelled out a yahoooooo!! I was literally sweating being so nervous and I then started to cry. Yep, that's me, crying for everything and anything. I was so relieved and happy for my son, what a huge accomplishment and it finally paid off. I did not want another disappointment for my son, but with his easy going personality, reminds me that really, in the big scheme of things, it's no big deal one way or the other. But the mom in me is so so proud of him and so happy for him.
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Yea! Congrats #1 Son.
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