Like most things in my parenting experience, my kids going to school has been an entirely different experience than what I had anticipated. I loved school when I was a kid, too. I mean, I was a drama and music geek, graduated at the top of my class, and got a full-ride scholarship to college. So, naturally, I thought my kids would love school, too. I guess they kinda do, to varying degrees, but so far their school experiences have been totally unexpected. Almost all of the plans I made for my child's education have gone straight out the proverbial window, my friends, and in the hopes that you won't have to say the same, I might as well highlight the expectations I set for my kid's education that, well, never came to fruition.
I guess the main reason why reality hasn't met my expectations is, well, school is way different than it was when I was a kid. There's much more focus on tests, more homework, more mandatory "volunteer" opportunities for parents, and substantially more difficult coursework. I also learned that my kids aren't, you know, me, so they like different things and have different needs when it comes to being successful at school. And school has been a different experience for each of my kids, too, so what works for one doesn't necessarily work for another.
Plus, I'm not the mother I thought I would be, either. I thought I was going to be the well-organized mom who volunteered for every school event, joined the Parent-Teacher Association, and maybe even ran for a seat on the School Board. Instead I'm a hot-mess mom with a job and who has to work my butt off to get my kids on the school bus and never remembers to send treats on the day I signed up for. So yeah, there are so many plans I had for my kids' education that have been squashed, and I'm surprisingly OK with it: