Hi,
My kids are 2 and 5, and I feel the same way. It's pretty humbling when one of your kids needs speech therapy at 3 and therapy for extreme temper tantrums at 4. We've done a lot of testing, and it all boils down to a speech delay with a very strong will, but it's embarrassing to be legendary at the Mother's Day Out and at church. And forget about getting invited to birthday parties, playdates, or hiring good babysitters. Luckily, he's growing out of this stage and is doing so much better. However, when staying at home with kids is your fulltime job and this is what you deal with you think, "My heavens, I really stink at this!" The funny thing is I have a bachelor and a masters degree in communications, and I have a kid with a speech delay! I comfort myself by saying that it could be worse, and that there are moms out there who are dealing with kids with terminal diseases or other really hard issues and they would probably give their right arms to have my problems, but that doesn't make my struggles disappear or make my life any less isolating. Motherhood is hard; harder than any other job because there aren't any regular performance reviews, there are so many opinions or suggestions to the point that there might as well be no suggestions, and each kid is so different and each stage is different. (Just when I get something figured out, it changes!) I could go on and on, but all that to say, "I feel your pain!"
As for the teacher's comments you could bring that up in a teacher/parent conference about the mixed messages you are getting from the teacher. You could say something like this, "When you see me you tell me what is wrong with my kid without offering me any tips on how I can fix the problem, and yet on the report cards there are glowing comments. I am confused and disheartened by this." Then let the teacher respond. They may not realize they are doing that. Keep in mind that some bosses and other types of people think it's their job to point out areas needing improvement and wouldn't dream of giving compliments! I don't know about you, but I'm getting to the point that if someone gives me criticism about my child without offering any suggestions to fix the problem I'm getting close to saying, "Don't tell me anything unless you are prepared to help me fix it." (Most of the time I have already tried their tips without success, but to be fair sometimes you have to wait awhile and try them again. Sometimes it is just a timing thing.)
One mother of 3 told me to remember that my kid doesn't have to be perfect. I'm still thinking about that one. Meanwhile, I try the best I can, love them all that I can, and pray that God will fill in the gaps where I have messed up or missed something. Motherhood is the hardest job I have ever had, and no one told be how lonely it could be, but I'm glad I get to be a mother. I still wouldn't trade my kids for other kids. I count myself blessed to be a mom even if I give myself a "C" for ability. Sorry this is so long. I guess I needed to vent!
Holly M.