Most people describe me as a hard-charger, as she-who-knows no fear. But I am scared of something – I am scared to face my feelings about the missed opportunities to help my ADHD son Clark, and the times others have scarred (or helped) him.
Oh, the exquisite pain of motherhood…the love so deep that even the passing thought of something marring the perfection of our child’s life feels like the squeeze of a garlic press to our maternal hearts. We want to give them an easy time in life, to prevent the boo-boo’s, not just kiss them away. I feel this way for each of my kids.
But one is special – I can’t pretend otherwise. My 15-year old son Clark is ADHD. And that boy is my heart.
Wow, what a great summer series running on All Kinds of Minds’ website. The folks at AKOM are experts in teaching/education. This awesome summer series explores common learning challenges — how to identify if students are competent or struggling in key areas — and advises educators how they can help students with these issues. If … Continue reading
That darn Clark. All he had to do was spend 20 short minutes mowing the grass and everything would have been fine. But my 14-year old ADHD son Clark navigates life with a faulty GPS. That doesn’t explain all his choices. In fact, some defy explanation altogether.
When you set out to have children, you wish for a healthy and happy baby. You may hope for a girl or hope for a boy, but you know either is great as long as it is healthy. While you may have fleeting fears of illness or disability during pregnancy, you plan for a “normal” child unless someone tells you otherwise. From Guest Blogger Penny Williams of http://adhdmomma.blogspot.com/.
My kids are way worse than yours. Just kidding. Sort of.
A recent study suggests a link between ADHD and pesticides. Whether this link is causal or not, I don’t know, but who can argue that it isn’t wise to know as much as you can about your food, what’s on it, and where it came from?
What do you get when you combine my ADHD son Clark with 750 screaming teenagers, 65 robots and 10 pounds of face paint?
This week on Road to Joy we celebrate the positive impact of a non-gaming yet game-like activity in my ADHD son’s life: becoming the driver of the robot for his high school robotics team. We will take a serious look at the issue today, and we will laugh together on Wednesday, when I post the … Continue reading
Clark and friends at the Regional Robotics Competition, next week. Yeah, you’re going to want to read this. Oh yeah. Monday we’ll warm up with links and information on the pros and cons of gaming for ADHD kids and alternatives that have worked for us, then Wednesday will be the big day. Face-painting. Capes. Spiked … Continue reading
Raising responsible kids: I am no expert, but Eric and I have five kids between us, so we at least can claim ourselves well-practiced. The key principle we live by? Truthfulness. At our house, you hear us say things like these: We would rather hear bad news than no news at all. Do you think … Continue reading
The fam embarked on a better eating journey last week. We have three teenagers, and our meals have over time sunk to the lowest common food denominator. “What’s for dinner?” asks teenager. “[insert any non-junk food answer here],” says parent. “Ah man, can I just make some [pizza, macaroni and cheese, chocolate chip waffles, etc]?” … Continue reading
My 14-year old son has ADHD. He is also a near-genuis, hilarious, dearly-loved and the most well-adjusted member of our family. When I think of Clark, I hear the Natalie Merchant song “Wonder:” “they say I must be one of the wonders, God’s own creation.” Clark ROCKS.
God has such an incredible sense of humor. He gave me, the ultra type A slightly OCD mom, an ADHD child to nurture to adulthood. Somehow, he will survive me; I have faith.