Things I’ve learned, am learning and hope to learn about being a good parent
Just a little over 13 years ago, I was privileged (and thrilled) to join the exclusive club of motherhood. I still remember how it felt to celebrate my very first official Mother’s Day. Over the years I’ve learned that motherhood is NOTHING like what I thought it would be. There is no more thinking about…
To sum up our ADHD journey (you can read part 1, part 2, and part 3): We discovered our older son, Morgan has ADHD in 3rd grade (5 years ago now) We tried one class of ADHD medication (there are 4 classes of medication). It worked great for helping him focus and sit still, but…
During this whole journey of discovering that Morgan struggled with ADHD (you can read part 1 and part 2), we were constantly trying to figure out what was his “normal” and what was ADHD. There are no clear cut answers because all of us struggle with short attentions spans occasionally or feeling restless when we’re…
It’s been a long while since I’ve written about my older son, Morgan. (Here are a few posts I’ve written about him in the past: here, here, and here ). Long story short–he has ADHD. He’s now in 7th grade and we have been on quite the roller coaster ride trying to figure out how…
As an adult, I have learned that change is inevitable–but, I have to confess I still fight against it like a two year old throwing an epic tantrum. When I find something that I enjoy, I want it to last forever. Fall is one of those things I enjoy and it has finally arrived…
I don’t know if you can see it clearly in this picture, but above the USA imprint–the leather pouch says C 4. One letter. One number. It’s imprinted on a cute little leather pouch my son, Morgan, got to make at a school camp he went to earlier this week. It might has well have…
Oh! The smells, the decorations, checking things off my list, the euphoria of new things, and the hope of what is to come! Is it Christmas? Noooo…It’s BETTER than Christmas! It’s BACK TO SCHOOL TIME! I know, I know. Some of you out there are weeping big ugly tears because your precious little bundle is…
Last week was school conference day for my boys . Oh how I dread these meetings with my older son, Morgan’s teacher. It’s not because I don’t like her–I like her a lot. It’s just that every meeting, every encounter, every other email–is almost all about his misbehavior. It’s always been like this–starting with preschool….
The other day Super Rockstar and I were dealing with our oldest child presenting us with one of his more impressive emotional fits. When all was said and done, as we were walking away, we heard him mumble “worst parents ever.” There you have it folks –we have claimed the must coveted prize, we have…
Do you hear that sound?”I think that’s one of them silent alarms!” (Saving Silverman) No, no, no…Do you? Do you hear the sound I hear? ME NEITHER!!!! That’s because there IS no sound! None. Nadda. Nothing but SWEET silence. HaHA! I did it! I made it through ten–that’s TEN weeks of summer break! 10 solid…