Mothers have a lots of prices to pay in order to get the best out of their children. As a mother I have always wished to have children who learn very fast like other kids that I have seen around. I so much adore children who are very smart especially with their academics.
I feel like using my little story of how I struggled with my little kid who did not pick up in time like other children as I expected. Years back I had twins which I considered a special gift from God. I have also desired to have twins because I love them so much. God been so kind to me I was pregnant and had my own twins. A boy and a girl. I love them so much that I wished that they could just grow up and I will be moving around with them everywhere to show people the gift that God gave me. It wasn't long before that happened. But I noticed that the boy wasn't as smart as his twin sister. She does everything you asked her to do, but her twin brother will always be slow when it comes to doing anything serious. It continued until the started going to school.
In school, his class mates were far better than him and he always take the last position in class. It continued like that until I and his father decided to get a home lesson teacher to teach him at home so that he can pick up like other kids. The more we spent on his Education, the more he got bad results. That actually hurt me the more. At this point his teachers became tired of his attitude to Education and all they do is just complain about him and call him names like: coconut head, big head for nothing, mumu, play play. Most times I noticed that those names make him feel that he can't ever do better in life.
I DECIDED TO CHANGE THE NARRATIVE
He is my child, that I told myself and I know that he can do better. So I did some things which helped the situation to change.
I started calling him the best of all my kids: this started making him feel better. I kept telling him that I love him no matter what people say about him
I use the power of my tongue to call forth greatness that is hidden in him. I call him " my doctor" As I was doing that I know that looking at things The way they were it can't work. But with time all things will work out good for him.
I started praying for him: from what I read in the Bible, I know that there is power in prayers. If one can pray concerning any child, no matter how bad that child is, God will change the child. Most times in the middle of the night when others are sleeping, I go round to their rooms and pray for them. Especially that particular one that seems as if his head is locked. I will pray for him and lay my hands on his head and unlock it.
After some years, I was shocked to see how fast my strategies work. When he went into high school, he became one of the best on Mathematics. He came home one day and told me that he wants to study medicine. I remembered that I have been praying for him and I encourage him to move on that I am solidly behind him.
So, I believe that when we endure a little with the kids things will change for good. He is all grown up and doing well in school. At this point he is topping his class in most of the things that they do in school.
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