SCHOOL MORNINGS A.D.D STYLE (2015)
I was recently going through some of the things I had written about four years ago and I came upon my description of what mornings were like in my house back then.
Before you read it, I just want to say that my mornings could not be more different now. For example, this morning I actually had time to read my book before I took the kids to school.
When did it change? I’m not sure I can pinpoint an exact time.
Why did it change?
I think it was a combination of things. The children are now a few years older and I am a lot calmer (yes, I was part of the problem although I’ll never admit it aloud). I have also put a few systems in place that have helped us be more organised. So, for those people who are still stuck in the morning madness phase with an ADD family just know that it does get better. I promise.
SCHOOL MORNINGS A.D.D STYLE (2011)
This is a topic I feel inspired to write about as I know I’m not the only person who battles on a daily basis. Having four A.D.D people living in my house might make my mornings a bit more challenging than some, but I’m sure you all have a similar version to tell.
Let me describe my mornings to you. I get up at six. Pull myself out of my very warm bed and drag myself into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I go through to my daughter’s room first as it’s the closet to mine. I wake her up, listen to her latest dream (which can go on for hours) and move on to my son’s room. Here I have to do some serious shaking as he hates to wake up. I get him to a semi awake stage and go and make breakfast.
So far so good.
Now this is when life gets interesting. Every few minutes my daughter will wonder through with one item of clothing on (if I’m lucky). This morning it was one shoe and one sock. She comes through because she’s lost her train of thought and has forgotten that she has to get dressed. She wants to chat! I send her back to her room and then realise that there is silence coming from my son’s room. I look in to find him under the duvet, asleep once again so I wake him up.
I head off to the kitchen only to find my daughter behind me with one shoe, one sock and a pair of panties on. I send her back to her room again. A few minutes later she wonders back with two shoes, one sock and panties on. No sign of a school uniform yet. I am now getting cross so I march her back to her room, moan at her and tell her to get the other sock and the rest of her clothes on! Upon passing my son’s room on my way back to the kitchen I notice that he has once again gone to sleep. I shake him, moan at him and then carry on with breakfast. This can happen any number of times before anyone seems to be able to work out exactly what I want them to do. Never mind that it’s the same thing I want them to do every school morning!
Once breakfast is ready I do the “breakfast on the table” yell. Then I wait. If I’m lucky my daughter will wander through. Maybe she’ll have all her clothes on now, or maybe not, you never know. So I yell again. This can happen up to three times and frustrates me no end!! And we still have to get the food in, the bags packed, the teeth brushed and the hair done!
That is why I love weekends and holidays. Those mornings when you don’t have to be anywhere and you don’t have to rush your kids. I wish all mornings could be like that but the reality is that everyone has to conform to some extent and the clock doesn’t stop just because your productivity does.
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