How Come No One Tells You About the Homework Before You Get Knocked Up??

by Trisha-and-Amy on September 28, 2009

Did we really sign up for this? Who would have thought the idea that crying babies and 4 o’clock boredom would ever look good? Didn’t we already pay our dues? Homework has now taken over our lives. What ever happened to playing outside for hours while moms sat inside, cooked dinner and contemplated cocktails? Now life is over-run with activities and flying in the door at 6pm after soccer, karate and ballet only to have nothing to cook and hours of mind-numbing homework. How does one handle this? Cut out sports and all activities? Lose friends and have no playdates…..ever? Homework has turned our once smiling kids into stressed out, angst-ridden little people. We turn into the moms we never really wanted to be; barking orders and running the house like a militant. No time to even poor a glass of wine.

At the beginning of the year, we have high hopes that once things settle down, everyone will get in the groove and we’ll barely have to remind our kids to do their homework. They’re all a year older, aren’t they? Won’t they just magically all go to their rooms and do it without being asked?

Well, we can all have a fantasy.

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Jo October 29, 2009 at 3:25 pm

I hate to admit it but I really begrudge spending my 18m old daughters weekend naptimes doing my 6 year olds homework with her. And they wonder why parents end up doing their kids homework. Because they want them to get a good grade? No way – it just gets it done quicker and you can do something else more fun!

YoMomma January 23, 2010 at 3:22 pm

Thank goodness I’m not the only one that dreads this time. My 1st grader gets homework that lasts at LEAST a half an hour if not more because in addition to her regular homework, she has a list of words she needs to learn every week and another list of spelling words that they test her on every Friday. Totally insane not to mention tiring.

yokohamamama February 3, 2010 at 5:17 pm

And if you live in Japan, you have Kumon (or Gakken, or Benesse, or whatever) on top of the school homework just so they don’t fall behind. And since I’m the expat parent, I do Kumon Japanese along with my oldest (3rd grade) so *I* know what his homework is about. I’d love not to be a screaming mimi in the evenings, but sometimes there’s just no other way. Especially when DH (he’s Japanese) comes home, sits across from me at the table after the kids are in bed and says (really, he said this *last night*), ” I think they should go to Stanford!” Ok, honey. No pressure. Gah!

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