Mommy ADD

I have adult A.D.D. Since having two children come onto the scene very quickly together, my world has been spinning out of control. Prior to kids, I wasn't very good with the day to day simple crap like actually hanging my freshly bought, or freshly laundered clothes in the closet. They'd just get put in piles on any available surface. However, it was liveable.

Can you imagine what it's like now that I have two children also? Trying to keep my mind on one subject while focusing them onto an activity, and not living my life in the proverbial fast lane has been hard to deal with.

Sometimes just getting out the door with both of them is too much to wrap my mind around. Have you tried navigating any kind of shop with a double stroller, much less the two children that are supposed to be sitting in it?

My favorite store has become Target - I can one stop shop there. I go in, and hit the toy dept first, allowing my kids to choose as much stuff as they want to keep them entertained in the cart, and then I start sprinting around the store. First stop toiletries, next cleaning products, then the pet dept, food market, and back to baby stuff for diapers, wipes, and clothes. I feel like I'm in a race against time. As I make my way to the checkout, I'm strategically removing the "borrowed" expensive toys from the cart, or prying them out of little fingers, and in a good day I'll get out with just one new toy each. Candy would be cheaper, but the sugar moods are too much for one human person to deal with.

Then there's this whole new concept of meal planning? What's that? Hubby & I had choices galore of where to go to eat dinner - sushi, cuban, seafood, italian, vietnamese, you name it, we tried it -- something new almost every night. Living in the suburbs of a major city makes that easy to do ~ however, now with two kids I don't want to subject anyone else to the horror that's called dining out with toddlers. Instead, I have to struggle and figure out at least 3 healthy meals per day, & get to the grocery shop with them in tow.

We did actually make it out to our local & un-interesting OutBack Steakhouse last night. We hadn't been out since the in-laws were with us at Xmas. Unfortunately, they sat us next to this couple who immediately rolled their eyes as we tried to get the kids into highchairs, and because they put us at one of those tables that has a stationary booth seat against the wall, and two chairs on the other side of the table -- we had to sit opposite our toddlers. I was up and down like a jack-in-the-box reaching across the table to remove whatever offending object my son was trying to wield on my daughter. It was a nightmare. My boobs kept popping into the glasses of water on the table, as I tried to contain my kids in their chairs. The fact that we kept getting stony stares, and sighs from the peanut gallery, did not help matters.

I barely ate, and I certainly didn't order a bellini, or any other frozen swirly pretty drink from the bar, although I desperately wanted to... I also wanted dessert badly, but I didn't dare stay long enough for that. Talk about a stressful evening!