Monday, August 23, 2010

Energy

We have returned from our trip to California to animal house sit for our friend. This was a great opportunity as we got to vacation in a house for the small price of dog and cat feeding.

Our family went to the Wild Animal Park, Legoland, and the beach, as well as bringing home my sister's newly adopted dog. I will post more in the upcoming days of our California adventures.

Today though, what I was most surprised about was after getting in at 10pm the night before, I was a cleaning machine. My house was a post vacation wreck, not only with all the stuff we traveled with, but my husband was apparently on a "home vacation" because he did not do his laundry or even run a vacuum over the floor.

Once I woke up, and drank my "turbo" coffee, I started cleaning, which lead to multiple project such as cleaning out the fridge, laundry room and clothes in my kids room that needed to be donated. I even managed to brave the afternoon heat and grocery shopped since I had totally cleared out the fridge in my cleaning frenzy. I plowed through day, totally shocked how my energy just forged on all day. I so hope this amazing feat happens again.

I have so much to blog about, not only vacation, but interesting dysfunctional family garbage. Hip, hip, hurrah for family! Stay tuned.


Sunday, August 15, 2010

ADD Man

This man is who I lovingly refer to as ADD man. This is how he is listed in my contact list on my phone. At the time I was trying to think of something that started with an "A" so he would be the first to come up on my contact list. "M" for Mike was just to far down on the contact list. Suddenly it just came to me, ADD man, which refers to my husbands Attention Deficit Disorder (he does not have the HD, the hyperactive part).

The other day, the Today Show did a little segment on ADD/ADHD and marriage. I was so impressed that someone was willing to tackle this issue, and I had to see for myself how it was affecting other marriages. Thus, the inspiration for this post.

When dating, I really did not see signs of ADD, but was also not as knowledgeable on mental health issues as I am now. It was not until the birth of our son that Mike's ADD took on a new life. It seemed that he forgot everything and did not listen. He would go out to the garage to paint at night and honestly did not hear that our son was having a crying fit.

I went to a therapist at the time to talk about my feelings about his participation in our marriage. He also went and saw the doctor when we truly decided he had ADD. A time later we did not see a great change in his ADD symptoms with medication, so he went and consulted a psychiatrist and he gave him a stimulant medication that made him angry, and impatient. That was a horrible medication, I still clearly remember the day he almost verbally lost it at Albertson's grocery store. Going back to his primary care doctor he was tried on a non stimulant medication which he has been on since.

It has taken me almost seven years to adjust to our ADD marriage. I now see every moment when my husband is over stimulated and disappears into his own world, or "Mike land" as I refer to it. Loud noises make him jump, crowded stores like Wal -Mart are only done on a "have to" basis. Both kids trying to talk to him at once, while the dog is trying to get his attention does not work well. He cannot have the TV on and try to have a conversation with me, and oft times he has stopped talking in the middle of a conversation when something has distracted him. Not to count the number of impulsive comments and actions.

Interestingly enough though, as distracted as a person with ADD is there is this extreme ability they have to hyperfocus. Mike has had many "passions" to focus on over our 10 years together. It was wine making, for a time, movie watching on Netflix, painting, tap dancing and currently math. He will start reading his math books, and calculating out problems and not hear a thing going on around him.

Mike comes home some days and states that his brain is spinning and he can't slow it down. He describes his ADD brain as trying to focus on a playing card, like the queen of hearts, while the whole deck is thrown into the air and your job is to keep your eye on queen of hearts as all the cards are fluttering to the floor.

Over the years I have learned that I cannot expect more then he is capable of. I am very sensitive to his point of over stimulation, his need to sometimes leave the house even if it is just for a drive around the city. I currently watch my son like a hawk for signs of ADD. It is familial and one of our two kids genetically should be ADD.

Everyone is dealt their cards in life and this is one of the hurdles to my marriage and also our family. We learn to function and cope with what our family "normal" is.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Target Fall



I was shopping at Target the other day with Adeline. We had just checked out and were walking over to buy a soda. The next thing I knew I had slipped and fell right on my left knee cap. Ouch did that hurt!! How could a little bit of water cause such a big fall, with such pain? Here is my knee 4 days later.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Nursemaid Elbow





Nursemaid elbow is what Adeline is suffering from. I know I did not have anything to do with this injury because I am not a nurse, nor am I a proficient maid.

We went to the pediatrics orthopedist who had the personality of a bump on a log. Why do people like that work in pediatrics. But, in the long run, if he is educated and can fix my daughters elbow, I can live with a toad stool doctor.

Adeline wanted to get a few more pictures of her purple splint wrap before it came off. Now she only has to wear it during times of major activity and if we are out and do not want it to get bumped in a crowded area.

Yeah for no broken bones!

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Mother of the Year Award No More





My stellar letter of nomination for Mother of the Year Award has been withdrawn this week. Why? Because I did not believe Adeline when she said she fell, and then hours later would not move her arm. I honestly thought she made it up. She has been in such a band aid phase that she covers herself in them even when there are no injuries. Plus, this incident occurred suspiciously after her brother had fallen while hiking and had a nice piece of road rash on his leg. My husband and I were complimenting him on his bravery and toughness hoping to ward off tears, while a sweet little voice kept interrupting us telling us she too fell and hurt her arm.

Adeline did not cry or really complain about her arm again until hours later that evening. When she was having a bowl of cereal that night she ate with her left hand. The next morning she kept her arm close to her side and I tried every way possible to try and trick her into using it, still thinking she was putting me on. Well, while I was at work, Nana did the final drama test, swimming. Apparently she was a one arm swimmer.

At 8:30 pm after work, we trudged to the night time pediatric quick care (love that place, its only open at night and is never crowded, we literally walk right in). The doctor attempted to manipulate Adeline's arm and elbow. The doctor told Adeline she should always tell mom when she falls and gets hurt. Adeline stated, "But I did" (implying of course, that I did not believe her). About 6 x- rays were taken. Then trauma hit. They had to remove Adeline's band aid and re take a few x-rays to make sure they were seeing bone, not band aid. She cried bloody murder!!!

The x-rays showed no clear break and the doctor saw a questionable spot, but the radiologist read it as normal. So, the staff splinted Adeline's arm up to immobilize her until we get an appointment with the pediatric orthopedist. Hopefully they might have some insight on why she could not move her arm if there is no apparent fracture.

Lesson learned...... if I don't want my nomination yanked for Mother of the Year, I better listen and believe my child.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

The Waitress

While on my girls night away with my sister, I got the most interesting text from my husband. I shall quote it verbatim, I just cannot do it justice paraphrasing.

From the phone of my husband:

Your going to love what the kids just said, hahahaha!
We just got home with McDonald's food. Adeline says
"Lets play restaurant Daddy"
Carson says "yea Dad lets play restaurant. You be the waiter."
I asked, "why am I the waiter?"
Carson replies
"well, because Mommy is not here and she is usually the waiter,
so now you have to be it."
Adeline follows that with
"yea Dad, how are we going to get served since mommy isn't here to waitress?"
hahahahaha!!!!


What can I even say. My son wrote in first grade that "Daddy gives hugs and Mommy cleans the floor" and now I am the family waitress. So much wrong with that picture.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

The After Extensions


So, this is the new do. I love that it is long again. It has been almost 2 years. It is so typical that I decided when my hair is at its shortest that I want to grow it out, and at its longest I want it short. Good thing hair grows.

It is so stinkin hot here I have not worn it down much, but I love the ability to pull it back and get it off my neck. It will be interesting to see how long a set of extensions last.