My ADD is in effect right now so this will be a completely scattered post – but I have to write.
I called to make an appointment with our family Primary Care Provider to get my son onto some medication for his ADHD – I know he has it because he acts … just … like … me. Like, it’s sorta scary. He’s been getting worse and having a hard time dealing with things lately and I think the trigger was our next door neighbors moving away. It’s a military-kid thing. It sucks, but it’s life in the military.
But yeah – one helluva trigger …. He’s extra emotional and downright ANGRY about everything lately. His (wonderful) teacher and I are working to help him and she hooked him up with the school counselor yesterday. He (my son) has been getting angry at the smallest things lately and then turning around and bursting into tears. He is stressed out and doesn’t have a clue how to channel it. Honestly, neither do I.
I berate myself often with the fact that I can’t keep the house clean – I blame that and my unorganization. I know it is affecting the family dynamic – no one is very happy (well, except Princess Jules but she’s a Disney Princess). But, then again, she can be an ANGRY little elf at times too.
I need some help I think. I need someone to come over and show me how to organize – give me a daily schedule – something. I understand that I’m in charge of “keeping house” because that’s just how it’s going to be. But I don’t know HOW to do this. You’d think by age 33 (?) I would have some damn clue how to do this, but I don’t. I’m a hot mess and I understand and am sorta ok with this fact – but it’s affecting the kids and they are going to grow up to be hot messes too and I don’t WANT THAT! Blah!
See, told you … allllllll over the place …..
Even the darn blog is a hot mess.