Thursday, 12 September 2013

Over Sensitive



Today, I had to drop everything to get my little one from school. They called to tell me that she wasn't feeling well. When I saw her, she had a temperature of 37.5C ( quite normal), but was feeling a bit tired and was missing her mummy. I had had to spend last night at my own mum's side. She had  just had a routine surgical operation and needed someone to stay with her to be discharged. I am exhausted. I could have done without picking up my little one in the middle of the morning on top of everything else, I can tell you. I feel like I belong to the sandwich generation, taking care of kids & parents. Not nice.



The thing is, in France, when I grew up, all you would get was a kick in the butt (not literally, of course) when you were feeling a bit blue.  Over here, they just say:
"She is a bit sensitive. Poor thing. Please come and get her"
And mummy is called to pick up her 8-year old baby.
This got me thinking: when did being over-sensitive become fashionable? And why wasn't it fashionable when I grew up? What has changed?

And, last but not least : what about me? Who cares about the fact that I am exhausted? Am I being over sensitive too? Who should I call to get picked up? 

I did what any French Yummy Mummy does to cheer herself up: tea & lemon curd tart. That's who I call when it gets too much. What about you? How do you stay sane when things get out of control?

21 comments:

  1. We grew up in an adult centric world, now it's changed to be a kid friendly world (aka:kid catered world).

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  2. Susan Penelope James12 September 2013 at 09:06

    Former generations were made of sturdier stuff. Life was less about comfort and coddling and more about learning to put up with minor aches and pains. In today's world, if the teacher had ignored your daughter's complaints and she had turned out to be really sick, the teacher could be accused of negligence. Who cares about you is right? What's new about that? Haven't mothers always been the workers, the healers, and the ones who stuff their own problems and exhaustion for the greater good of their family?

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  3. I think the new process at school is to immediately dump the "child problem". I can recall being ill and NOT being allowed to call my parents to help me escape...Which, of course, did wonders for the 3rd grade class' ability to contract chicken pox within a two week period...

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  4. very true. The tough ones get it all dumped on them :)

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  5. Things are always out of control around here. I just keep typing. I hope you have some unsandwich days ahead.

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  6. I've never been called to pick up a child who was feeling a bit tired and blue. They might call to let me know that my kid was in the nurse's office, but they would always get him/her back to class if there was no real concern. So I'm not sure it's a whole generation thing or an individual nurse/school thing. Chocolate and coffee always do wonders for me. Or blueberry pancakes with whipped cream!

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  7. I totally agree, how are kids meant to build up their immunity by constantly being sent home! I remember sitting at school with sweats, pockets full of tissues, feeling like shite! Not these days! [of course, I do tend to call in sick to work these days, if I'm in an office...and frown at others who are coughing and sniffling...so yeah hmmmm).

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  8. I knew a girl who left the French lycee to go to an English school at the age of 16. She entirely stopped doing any work, because when she skived off, they kept asking her if she had any problems. Yes, the problem was she didn't feel like working. She told them this and kept expecting them to tell her she was stupid and going to fail everything like they would have done at the Lycee. Sadly, she had to find out for herself the hard way. Real life is just not suited to being TOO sensitive.

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  9. I'm surprised the school called you. She had nothing wrong with her. I always ask on the phone what the problem is. If it wasn't sufficient, I wouldn't go, but it always is (high temp, flu, gastro etc).


    How do I stay sane? I read or watch something on iPlayer. :)

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  10. I hope your little one is okay and that really it was nothing to begin with. Good questions, though. I often ask myself that. Who do I call? Who can take care of me? Who can make me chicken noodle soup? When I'm tired and depleted, pasta always seems to hit the spot. I also watch reruns of House ;-)

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  11. It was indeed nothing and I am furious that they called me. Anyway, all is well now, and that's what matters, right?

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  12. I think that my DD managed to fool the school. She is absolutely fine...

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  13. That's so true. I really hope that my daughter will get it...

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  14. The thing is, there was absolutely nothing wrong with my little one. Nothing at all. I can't believe they called me!

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  15. Chocolate does the trick. What would I do without chocolate?

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  16. I hope so too, Ann. I really do. It just never happens!

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  17. Yep, and it is usually the mum!

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  18. They seem to be going from one extreme to the other....Sigh.

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  19. It sounds exactly what I need right now.

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  20. They have indeed. But tell me, who cares about the mothers?

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  21. It is indeed. Where did we go wrong?

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