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Me or Society?

Last night I was with a group of ladies that I cherish dearly. On the way home we were chit chatting and I said something about my oldest not wanting to lose at anything against her siblings. I then made a comment that she stays in her room a lot and reads. To which both ladies made comments along the lines of, "What a horrible problem to have." Jokingly but still it bothers me today. Maybe I am being over sensitive to my feelings. I often feel like I am bragging about my kids but I am not trying to brag. They are who they are and I can't change the fact my middle child skipped a grade and is still above grade level or that my oldest reads a lot.

I often feel like I shouldn't talk about my kids and how they are accelerated in academics and that they love to read.  Well, except my youngest he can read, but hardly ever reads at home. I wish he loved reading half as much as my oldest.  Just half!

I am tired of feeling like my complaints or concerns are not valid. I love that my daughter likes to read. I hate that she will not swim in the pool or play a family game with us and locks herself behind a door and reads. I know a lot of parents struggle to get their kids to read. I have one of those kids too.

As a mom of three kids labeled gifted and getting gifted services in school we have different problems. Are they good problems? Are they not vaild concerns because they are above grade level?  I shouldn't feel bad because my kids are doing great academically.  Is it me or society that makes me feel this way?

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