I am so relating to that saying tonight and I’m not very happy at all!
DS (14) had an important event this morning which he was nervous about and it would have meant so much to him if he had done well. He gets very anxious about things and needs lots of reassurance. He did really badly and he is absolutely gutted. I’ve had numerous pep talks with him following the event, reassured him a thousand times that’s it’s great that he took part and he should be happy for his friends who did better and he’ll get another shot next time etc etc. But inside I’m aching for him.
Then DD (16) has just come down in floods of tears because she has found out her boyfriend is planning to cheat on her. I held her and listened to her but I can’t make it better.
I know these two issues are part and parcel of normal life/growing up and there are far worse things out there that can happen but this must be the worst part of parenting.