"Y9 is the last year of childhood, let her enjoy it."
Her cousins and friends who are as bright as she is do an hour's homework every night MINIMUM. They have hobbies. They help out around the house. They are HAPPY and they have good self-esteem. They are achieving at school.
DD does nothing. I have tried, I really have. Guides - not interested. Drama - not interested. Dance - went twice gave it up. Piano - spent hundreds of pounds over several years, was told she was very musical, but she couldn't be bothered to practice and insisted on giving up. She sings well but won't join a choir or do anything with that. My sister offered her guitar lessons but she decided she couldn't be bothered.
Her interests are her phone, and watching shitty television on her lap-top (Hollyoaks, TOWIE, make-over programmes).
Getting her to help out around the house is very difficult. She won't even do something as simple as pick her clothes off the floor or put her shoes on the shoe rack without being asked 5 times.
Kandy - I will look at the Brit school classes. I didn't realise they did film making.
I am not a pushy mother, I am just horrified at how little she is doing with her time and how little she is achieving educationally or in any other area of her life.
She started at her new school on Tuesday.
The rows this week have centred on
- her deliberately putting on thick eye-liner and mascara on for her first day, after being told that the school has a no makeup policy for year 7 to 9
- her having to be forced to take a bag to school on her first day - I hadn't bought her the expensive bag she'd asked for so she decided she was not going to take one
- on the wettest day this week refusing to take her coat and saying she would do the 45 minute journey in her jumper, because her coat didn't have a hood
- her phoning me up to collect her on Friday afternoon because she'd spent her bus fair on sweets
- her failure to write her homework down in her homework diary, despite this having been a MASSIVE problem in her previous school, and one that we'd spoken about at length.
- On two mornings it taking the combined nagging and pleading efforts of me and DH over the period of half an hour to get her out of bed and out the house on time.
- On Thursday she went around to some girl's house after school and didn't bother phoning or texting me to tell me she wasn't coming home. I phoned her 40 minutes after she should have been back and she said she hadn't phoned because she thought I was probably out. Twice this month she has gone off to people's houses we don't know, without permission, and without even sending us a text to tell us where she is. She's only just turned 13 and I feel really uncomfortable about not knowing where she is or who she's with.
I'm worn out with it. It's like pushing a fecking boulder up a hill.
Then to top it off she had a massive go at me last night after I told her off (for getting dc2 (9) to give her a tenner out of his birthday money, so she could go and spend it on food after refusing to eat what I'd cooked), telling me I was a useless mother, that everyone hates me, that I'm a failure because I buy my clothes in charity shops, that my cooking is shit and nobody wants to eat it, that I don't earn any money and my working life amounts to nothing, that I'm a loser because I have a child with special needs (dc3).
I feel like giving up.