Mommy ADD
I feel I should finish my post from yesterday because it is missing something...a point! Ha! :) However, I have something else I want to talk about today, so yesterday's post will have to wait.
Mommy ADD. I am 8 weeks postpartum, baby Gia (Georgia) was born on Saint Patty's day, and I don't think I have ever felt so scatter brained in my life. Gia is my second child, and I remember "mommy brain" after having Sage, but this is new. Mommy brain is the remnants of pregnancy brain, mommy brain makes women forget things easily, make silly mistakes, etc., but Mommy ADD is different. I swear I cannot stay focused on anything for any period of time, my brain is all over the place and my train of thought is quite fascinating to me these days. Maybe it's lack of sleep, or maybe it's the fact that I have a 2 year old and an 8 week old, so somebody always needs something taking my focus away from whatever task is interrupted.
In the past I dated two guys with ADD (not at the same time, of course). Ryan's only noticeable symptom was the fact that he couldn't stay still, he was constantly tapping or bouncing his foot. Ryan broke things off with me because he said I talked too much...I like to think that I didn't actually talk too much, he simply couldn't focus on a conversation for any length of time thanks to the ADD! Then there was Chuck. Chuck lived in the downstairs apartment of a row house and I lived in the apartment upstairs. On day Chuck and I were sitting on the front porch swing having a conversation and the next thing I know he gets up and goes into his apartment without saying a word. So I'm thinking he must have went inside to get a drink or something, weird that he just got up and didn't say anything, but whatever. So I wait, but he doesn't come back. I'm puzzled at this point so I walk into his apartment and find him at his computer coding a website that he was working on (he was a programmer). He was completely unaware that he had just gotten up in the middle of a conversation, he had forgotten we were talking, or maybe he never heard any of it because his mind was elsewhere...maybe I really do talk too much...nah!
So that's how I feel, I cannot concentrate on a conversation for any length of time. Take yesterday for example, I'm pretty sure my husband was talking about terrorism and Pakistan, but you know what I was thinking about? Desperate Housewives, but it didn't start at Desperate Housewives, it started by thinking about this blog. I was thinking about the life of a stay-at-home mom, a housewife (see the connection). Then I started thinking about Desperate Housewives, then I started thinking about divorce and how every woman I have known to go through a divorce or separation had a very hard time dealing with it for a very long time, like it was the topic of nearly all conversations for an eternity it seemed (I'm not complaining, I'm glad I could be a sounding board and help these women through), but on Desperate Housewives Brie has been divorced how many times? However, unlike the real life women I know, Brie just moves on and finds another man and the story continues, it just is not the way it goes in real life...crap, I did it again, didn't I? I have now completely forgotten where I was going with all of this...
Mommy ADD. I am 8 weeks postpartum, baby Gia (Georgia) was born on Saint Patty's day, and I don't think I have ever felt so scatter brained in my life. Gia is my second child, and I remember "mommy brain" after having Sage, but this is new. Mommy brain is the remnants of pregnancy brain, mommy brain makes women forget things easily, make silly mistakes, etc., but Mommy ADD is different. I swear I cannot stay focused on anything for any period of time, my brain is all over the place and my train of thought is quite fascinating to me these days. Maybe it's lack of sleep, or maybe it's the fact that I have a 2 year old and an 8 week old, so somebody always needs something taking my focus away from whatever task is interrupted.
In the past I dated two guys with ADD (not at the same time, of course). Ryan's only noticeable symptom was the fact that he couldn't stay still, he was constantly tapping or bouncing his foot. Ryan broke things off with me because he said I talked too much...I like to think that I didn't actually talk too much, he simply couldn't focus on a conversation for any length of time thanks to the ADD! Then there was Chuck. Chuck lived in the downstairs apartment of a row house and I lived in the apartment upstairs. On day Chuck and I were sitting on the front porch swing having a conversation and the next thing I know he gets up and goes into his apartment without saying a word. So I'm thinking he must have went inside to get a drink or something, weird that he just got up and didn't say anything, but whatever. So I wait, but he doesn't come back. I'm puzzled at this point so I walk into his apartment and find him at his computer coding a website that he was working on (he was a programmer). He was completely unaware that he had just gotten up in the middle of a conversation, he had forgotten we were talking, or maybe he never heard any of it because his mind was elsewhere...maybe I really do talk too much...nah!
So that's how I feel, I cannot concentrate on a conversation for any length of time. Take yesterday for example, I'm pretty sure my husband was talking about terrorism and Pakistan, but you know what I was thinking about? Desperate Housewives, but it didn't start at Desperate Housewives, it started by thinking about this blog. I was thinking about the life of a stay-at-home mom, a housewife (see the connection). Then I started thinking about Desperate Housewives, then I started thinking about divorce and how every woman I have known to go through a divorce or separation had a very hard time dealing with it for a very long time, like it was the topic of nearly all conversations for an eternity it seemed (I'm not complaining, I'm glad I could be a sounding board and help these women through), but on Desperate Housewives Brie has been divorced how many times? However, unlike the real life women I know, Brie just moves on and finds another man and the story continues, it just is not the way it goes in real life...crap, I did it again, didn't I? I have now completely forgotten where I was going with all of this...
Just for fun, here are my girls!
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