this happened yesterday...
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Natasha's form teacher rang me up - 10 mins ago. Oh urh...
My vibes can never go wrong. Everytime I sense that something is not right (I felt it last night), it'd surface. It's a relief to the hunch because my imagination tends to go wild and I get pretty restless and start picking on things. The last time I got that hunch, I escalated wrong info to the CEO. I digress.
The teacher tells me that Tasha is handing in work either undone or done half way.. the built up of the conversation is to actually let me know that she'd be serving a punishment. I am perfectly okay with punishments - as long as there is a post mortem talk.
To be fair to her teacher, Tasha has a list of issues to start the year with. She lies, forget her homework conveniently, she brings funny things to school, walk out of home in fits of anger (towards maid), slack in practices, hurt herself when she got too mad at her brother ... So I felt really glad that I am getting to know bits and pieces of her school behaviour.
We've done our rounds of talk with this girl. I fetch her to school every Tuesday and talks to her. She bottles up alot of things and she is not telling. Either that or she does not know if she has an issue. Poor darling. Is growing up that tough?
Between Nathan and Tasha, Nathan has low threshold for physical pain but you can push his limit on mental. Tasha is the happy-go-lucky girl who used to be really witty and confident. Her self esteem may have taken a back seat because I kept telling her that she needs to do better (the same were articulated to Nathan).
I feel guilty because things happen when I'm at work. I'm upset with the fact that I am unable to help her. I only got to know that she was having nightmares - about scooby doo's pictures. the Mas selemat's talk also gave her some amount of scare. It's silly but it happens. I am too tough and strong for this so to try to take it seriously and not scoff it took a large amount of internal strength. Although I am not totally blaming myself, I've got to help her out.
Anyways, it's settled. After I collect my bonus in June, I'd stay at home with her. Without a domestic helper but a part time to do the rest of the housechores I am not good at.
For how long - I don't know. 6 months? Is that sufficient for her?
1 year? 8 years. when she finish her teens?
I have my own dreams too. My career, build up my retirement funds.
How do you juggle?
