|They say a picture is worth a thousand words…. (c. 2008)|
I love my kids. Like, seriously? I can’t keep my lips off ’em. This was probably more ok when they were babies, but 8 and 10 years later, I’m sure it’s over the top.
I don’t care, though. I know there will come a day when they want nothing to do with me, so for now, every time they let me kiss them or ask me to scratch their backs, I am ALL OVER IT.
But even a self-professed sucker-for-her-kids needs a break. I felt the waves of the summer come crashing down on me last week, and I felt like I was going to drown.
Here’s a couple of things you may or may not know about having kids with ADHD: 1) They are awake later than you at night. 2) They wake up earlier than you in the morning. 3) Because they have more energy than you, they will pursue their will for longer than you can insist on yours. 4) These things are exacerbated by the freedoms that come with summer. Put these things together and what do you get? 5) Mom who never has one single cotton picking moment of silence ALL DAY LONG.
I feel bad even saying it out loud because I know that my kids were handcrafted by God. They were made with all the ingredients to fulfill the purposes God has for them in this life. I am very thankful that their minds are active and and they are verbose and energetic. Those things will serve them well in life.
The problem is this: I am the only one in my family who doesn’t have ADHD, and some days I need some down time, and apparently they never do. They stay at the same level (full bore) from the instant their eyes open in the mornings until they
pass out from sheer exhaustion fall asleep at night. In order to get any sort of relief, I have to leave their presence. And by “leave their presence”, I’m not talking about going in my room and locking the door – because my kids see a locked door as something to be knocked on and yelled through. I mean, get a sitter and run like the wind.
I really hate to say it like that because I do love my life. I for sure love my kids and think they are made just the way God intended. I really don’t see ADHD as a “flaw” so much as an “asset in the making”.
I think it all boils down to this: I am not wired to be ON full throttle all the time, and sometimes, I just have to get away for my sanity and my family’s benefit. I am the only one in my family of four who doesn’t have ADHD, and somebody has to be the glue that holds us all together.
|Bonds strong for all your needs!|
That somebody is Me. And every once in awhile, my life-sized bottle of Elmers is empty and I need to get it filled back up. That’s all.
I’m not complaining. I’m not asking for sympathy. I’ll take understanding over judgment any day. I’m just writing it all down as part of the record called “My Life When the Kids Were Young”.
That way, I can recall the memories with more clarity, and laugh my head off when my kids have ADHD kids of their own.