I’ve posted before about a relative of mine who described herself as a “helicopter mom and proud of it” and “warrior mama bear” and so on and used to blather on FB about how terribly she felt her son with a learning disability was treated at school. All the teachers (or it certainly seemed that way) were awful, unfeeling, incompetent, etc. The schools were run by idiots who enforced policies that made no sense. And on and on. And she had a little echo chamber of women in her circle who appeared to like and cheer on everything she wrote.
When Junior went off to college, she ranted about how the professors and the dean wouldn’t talk to her because her son was an adult. She went on about how “It’s great that they think a 19 yo KID (and YES I said kid) is mature enough to handle his own affairs, and I wish that were the case too, but I know my son, and he’s not there yet. Maybe these profs need to read more about the frontal lobe of the brain and that it’s not fully-formed in boys until their mid-20s. If I left everything up to Junior, he’d just accept whatever arbitrary grade they gave him and never schedule appointments to discuss improvement strategies. Sorry, Fiddlesticks University, but this warrior mama isn’t going away!”
She went quiet for a while. Then this week, she posted a rant about how she tried to attend the contract and salary negotiation for Junior’s first full-time job (ironically at the college he graduated from) and was turned away. She’s making noises about suing the college if Junior doesn’t get the salary and benefits she thinks he deserves because “They are taking advantage of his youth and inexperience. My son has anxiety issues and would find it difficult to speak up if they treated him unfairly.” She posted a link to an article about a mother who attended all classes and took notes for her quadriplegic son. Then she commented how it’s sad that mother gets called a saint while mothers who step in for kids with anxiety and learning disabilities are labeled “helicopters” or “Karens.”
Honestly… I think she’s the one who needs therapy, not her ADULT son.
When Junior went off to college, she ranted about how the professors and the dean wouldn’t talk to her because her son was an adult. She went on about how “It’s great that they think a 19 yo KID (and YES I said kid) is mature enough to handle his own affairs, and I wish that were the case too, but I know my son, and he’s not there yet. Maybe these profs need to read more about the frontal lobe of the brain and that it’s not fully-formed in boys until their mid-20s. If I left everything up to Junior, he’d just accept whatever arbitrary grade they gave him and never schedule appointments to discuss improvement strategies. Sorry, Fiddlesticks University, but this warrior mama isn’t going away!”
She went quiet for a while. Then this week, she posted a rant about how she tried to attend the contract and salary negotiation for Junior’s first full-time job (ironically at the college he graduated from) and was turned away. She’s making noises about suing the college if Junior doesn’t get the salary and benefits she thinks he deserves because “They are taking advantage of his youth and inexperience. My son has anxiety issues and would find it difficult to speak up if they treated him unfairly.” She posted a link to an article about a mother who attended all classes and took notes for her quadriplegic son. Then she commented how it’s sad that mother gets called a saint while mothers who step in for kids with anxiety and learning disabilities are labeled “helicopters” or “Karens.”
Honestly… I think she’s the one who needs therapy, not her ADULT son.
