OK, a little improvement here. I have yet to disengage from my bout of uber-mothering, but it is Tuesday and I am here and I am posting.
Imperatrix and (un)relaxeddad asked about why recruiting is a big deal. It’s only a big and complicated deal if your child is trying to get into one of the best universities in the country with one of the best rowing teams in the country. And then it is like trying to dance a Scottish reel without any idea of what the steps are. Middle is so busy trying to row faster and get great grades this semester that he is swamped.
So am I overmothering here? My stated goal is to mother less, but no less than necessary. Middle has committed to a really ambitious goal. He wants help in the process. So I have taken a small detour away from my own work and focussed on his behalf on learning as much as I can about how the recruiting process works and what he can do to ensure that he gets what he is hoping for.
I don’t know if it is because he is my Middle, but I think he has always had a niggling sense that somehow I don’t love him as much as the other two. I think my involvement in this process, talking with him about it, strategizing and supporting him, is really helping him really feel loved.
Is there anything more necessary than that?