Monday, March 2, 2020

The ADHD Chronicles Part 1

The ADHD Chronicles

Being a single mom is a tough job. Having ADHD is a tough job. Put them together and what do you get? Me.

Midnight, Sunday - I'm feeling like a goddess because I remembered to pack snacks and water bottles for my kids before going to sleep.

7am, Monday - I'm awake. I've had coffee. I give my daughters their lunch money for the day. I'm rocking this mom thing. Go me!

7.10am, Monday - my 70yo mother (the highest functioning member of our household) says "It's raining. Don't forget that the girls need to take their umbrellas to school."
"Yes, yes," I reply, juggling keys as I unlock our fortress to get out to the car, and shouting for the girls to hurry up or we'll be late.

7.15am, Monday - I finally manage to wrangle my daughters into the car. We're already five minutes later than we should be, the wet roads are likely to make us even later, and my youngest has a test in first period.

7.45am, Monday - we scream up to the school gate just as the bell rings. The rain is now bucketing down. And where are the umbrellas? Still at home, more than a half hour drive behind us. My daughters have to get through at least 300m out in the open before they'll reach the shelter of the school building.

I am now stressed and guilt-ridden imagining my youngest completely flunking this test because she is wet, cold and uncomfortable, and her ability to focus is bad enough when she isn't any of those things. Geez I'm a bad mom.