I totally forgot Stitch’s parent teacher conference.
Now, I am suffering from bad mommy mortification syndrome, which is a near fatal illness resulting from the feeling you are one of the least competent parents to have ever existed. I am like a shame sundae, covered with the chocolate sauce of neglectfulness, the whipped cream of scatter brained forgetfulness, and toped with a the cherry of dipshit.
Part of the reason I feel so bad about missing the meeting is that Stitch is the middle child. I swore I would never leave my adored Stitch suffering from a lack of attention. I never, ever missed one of Lilo’s parent teacher conferences, mainly because I never knew what panic-inducing oddness they would have unearthed about my eldest daughter. Not only is Stitch the middle child, she is the one who never gives me trouble. It would be so easy to assume she was okay, and concentrate on her more needy sisters. That is total anathema to me, and I have been determined not to fall into that parenting trap.
So what did I do? I forgot the meeting that would keep me up to date on Stitch’s school progress is all.
The head teacher (there are three teachers and two assistants in the Montessori classroom in which Stitch learns and frolics) has been very, very nice about it, and has cleared a place in her schedule to meet me today. She believes me when I say that I am, sincerely, very interested in my little girl’s development. She also tells me it will be a short meeting because. “honestly, Stitch is kind of a perfect student and ahead of the developmental curve.” I am really glad to know that, but I don’t want to kick back and assume Stitch will raise herself … even though she could probably do it. I have friends who were middle children and basically raised themselves and turned out great, but they do remember sometimes feeling invisible as children. I do NOT want Stitch to ever feel invisible, or even overshadowed.
Because I love her, with all of my heart.