Special Mom’s blog

When I was young and growing up, it was my paternal grandmother’s job to chop vegetables. She was perfect in her work. Our refrigerator always had boxes of chopped veggies for my mom to cook. When you have cut vegetables you decide the menu fast and cooking becomes easy.

Yes, she was a great person but she didn’t allow us kids in the kitchen to do her job. The perfectionist in her made us not learn things.

We have started teaching my boy to chop vegetables and he is no way perfect. He was chopping okra/ladies finger today morning. The head and tail needed to be chopped off and put im the trash box while the chopped veggies needed to go into the vessel. My husband was loosing patience. Yes, my boy was mixing up and it is not easy picking the cut okra from the trash container.

While teaching, the teacher needs to let go off the perfection. Patience needs to be the mantra. Now, it comes to a stage, if we need to abandon teaching that task. No, it need not. When the results come late, the victory is even more sweet.

Summer started a month ago but only yesterday we took our son’s bike/bicycle out. He has starting trouble. He practiced out in a parking lot. Me and my husband stayed in two ends of the lot and were monitoring him. I could observe he was more aware of his surroundings though not 100 percent but better than before. Can he go on a ride alone, no he is not there. But we have progressed towards some independence.

Teaching and coaching requires patience. Some tasks come slow for some and they may not become perfect. It doesn’t mean they need to abandon learning that task!

A conversation I had with my mom a few days back was about me singing. I told her with all my coughing and my allergies I should completely abandon my singing. I told her I am unable to reach high notes. She told me to continue singing. Yesterday I picked up a song and found the high note happened twice, the rest I was able to sing decently. I am not going to perform anywhere in professional capacity. Singing is for my happiness and I thought my mom was right. I can keep practicing and enjoy what I am doing. If I get high notes in the process I am good. If not I can keep singing for my joy the low notes 😊