The Fear of Parents Evening

As I write this, I am a few hours way from my son’s parents evening. We have had a sneak preview this year and had his school report the week before so I know how he’s getting on (brag-a-saurus Mom moment – he’s doing bloody AWESOME) but Parents Evening still fills me with a certain sense of dread. Why you may wonder, with a pretty decent report under his belt it’ll be all plain sailing?  Well you are faced with your first hurdle

    • Looking at their books
      Charlie has a news book in which each week they are asked what they do at the weekend. Days out, sleepovers, trips to the library, practising spellings – all the stuff you want them to tell the teachers so they think you’re top notch parent (after all it’s not just your kids that are being scored here) NEVER make it to this bleedin’ news book. Page after page of “I played on my Grandad’s tablet” “I watched TV” “We had a takeaway” Yes all the not so perfect aspects always make it into this book. Hell, one week we had been to most children’s mecca ALTON TOWERS yet the trip on the way home to Macdonalds made the book. Mutter mutter.

  • Sitting on tiny people chairs
    Now I may be on a losing weight quest but I am petrified of sitting on these seats incase I bloody break it! Then be faced with the shame of being “the Mom whose arse broke the furniture” for all of your child and their subsequent siblings school life.
  • Facing the teacher
    Is it just me who reverts to being back at school myself and am a bit scared incase they tell me off for chewing gum or slouching in my chair. I definitely wash dry and straighten my hair and put on a bit of slap to go to Parents Evening as I usually see her from a suitable distance on the playground where my eye bags and greasy hair isn’t all that noticeable.
  • Trying not to cry
    Whether it be good or bad. I find it quite difficult to not grin like a maniacal Cheshire Cat when she says nice things about my son. It is quite ridiculous isn’t it but I know how proud I am of him, to hear others say the same makes my heart hurt.I fear that in a few years I will be crying at the girls Parents Evening … but for very different reasons. The little monkeys!

Wish me luck!

B xx

Ps – don’t forget the obligatory Facebook brag after. Remember, if it’s not on Facebook it didn’t really happen or so the world believes…!!

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  1. 15th March 2016 / 5:04 pm

    Good luck! I hope it all goes well!
    I always feel nervous on parents evening too. hehehe It’s my eldest girls next week.

  2. 16th March 2016 / 9:55 am

    Hope all went well! I hate those bloody tiny chairs, how hard is it just to bring in an actual adult sized chair for a couple of hours?! I’m tall, so I sit on one of those chairs and my knees end up touching my chin hahaha xx