My children are adopted. So, thankfully for everyone, there is no genetic history to live up or down to. I accept them for who they are. Both have also had health challenges that have slapped me in the face a time or two. At that point I didn’t care who got what grade or solo or award. I just wanted them to be healthy and happy. I still do.
Grades are a relatively small part of the package of raising a human being. I still remember that I got a 66 on my trig midterm in high school (and was very grateful for it!). I still managed to graduate from a top college for my major and work at several places, including a nationally known company you would recognize. To this date, no one has asked about my grades in trig, thankfully. 