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I Have Child Induced ADD

July 27, 2011

I do. I have child induced Attention Deficit Disorder which means I can’t focus on one task for more than a few minutes at a time. I’m not ashamed to admit I have this disorder, most mothers do. Scratch that, all mothers have child induced ADD.

It starts during gestation, though we don’t notice the degree of the disorder until after birth. In the beginning, during pregnancy, it’s innocent enough. You get excited about bringing a new child into the world, picking out cute little baby clothes, when to tell your boss, when to go back to work, if you go back to work. These thoughts take up a huge part of the brain during pregnancy, though they are completely overshadowed by the worry that comes with being a new parent. Worry that no one warns you about because if we knew about all the worry that comes with parenting no one would have kids. Add to that all the strangers who start touching your belly, asking you personal questions about breast feeding and the inevitable changes in your body that take place, it’s no wonder we can’t focus on our work.

After the child comes it’s nothing but constant distraction. Even once we are finished with the toddler stage of childhood and they can actually do things for themselves we still are constantly interrupted with stupid questions such as “what is the dog thinking now?”, “Why can’t I use a Sharpie to paint my nails?” and “Where is the hamster?!?!?”.

We might have come a long way baby but if you are a mother who works outside the home you don’t wonder why you get paid less than your male counterparts. You know why.

I know, them is fighting words, but the truth is men don’t worry about their kids when they are at the office like women do. And children don’t bother their fathers nearly as much as they do their mothers. If you are a mother and you work outside the home you know you get at least five calls or texts a day asking for something like money, to go somewhere, to do something or to tattle on a sibling. If you are a father you only get a call when something big happens like a broken leg or the house is on fire. And both of those calls usually come from the mother and not the child.

I’m not suggesting we aren’t productive, we just aren’t as productive as we could be because half our brain is worrying about the call that is coming. And, when the call doesn’t come we worry about that and call them.

Case in point: My ex husband, ex#2, picked up our daughter on Monday to take her to the pool so I could get some work done. He hadn’t had her in his possession for more than an hour before I got a call from him asking me what was in her teeth.


I didn’t know what is in her teeth, scrape it off with a toothpick, I suggested. He said he had tried, that it was like cement and he couldn’t get it off. I don’t know what he expected me to do about the stuff in her teeth. I couldn’t see it (not even in the picture he texted me), I didn’t know what it was and as far as I was concerned she was on his time and he should be able to handle this.

Now he is not a stupid man, he isn’t prone to hysterics, though she is and I could hear her getting panicky in the background. I suggested it was time for a teeth cleaning at the dentist and didn’t think much more of it. He called me back several times to ask me what it was.

“It’s epoxy” he said, somewhat accusingly.

I don’t have epoxy, I use Elmer’s glue for all of my adhesive needs, and if I did I doubt that my 8 year old daughter would go to the basement or garage, where it would be stored, mix it together and then apply it to her teeth. Sure, she has done some questionable things in her short life but she has been warned ad nauseum to stay out of the cleaning products, and to not put things in her mouth that weren’t food. Hell, she won’t even put vegetables in her mouth, I can’t see her putting epoxy in it.

I got 7 calls within two hours about the epoxy in her mouth. I was so frustrated I told him to take her to the ER if he was so concerned. Mind you I am sure it is just tartar or plague on her teeth and I made a mental note to set up an overdue dental appointment. He told me he was going to make some calls and handle it. Why he couldn’t have done that before calling me 7 times we will never know.

I spent the rest of the day trying to figure out what was on her teeth. I Googled it, I asked all my friends if they knew what it might be, and of course they didn’t because they couldn’t see it anymore than I could. The point is now that I knew about the epoxy on the teeth I had to search my home to see if I actually had any epoxy which is like trying to prove a negative. Just because I don’t think I have any, and because I didn’t see any when I tore the house up looking for it doesn’t mean it isn’t somewhere in the house. She could have found some, smeared it on her teeth and then hid it because she knew she would cause all this trouble when she realized she couldn’t get it off her teeth.

Needless to say I didn’t get a whole lot of work done on Monday.

And that’s when the kids are gone. When they are here I can’t focus on a task for more than a few minutes because I need to be updated with the status of Justin Beiber’s relationship with Selena Gomez and then I need to be convinced that I am getting this news not because someone is jealous. Then there is the constant getting of things that are placed out of reach for safety’s sake. Scissors are stored above the fridge because I worry about my children running with scissors. If the scissors are stored in a place where the kids can reach then I just know they will spend the day running with them and holding them the wrong way. I have to constantly get up and monitor the scissor usage.

Guinea pigs are routinely placed on my desk while I am working.

Yesterday morning my son’s girlfriend stopped over. My son is 18 and his girlfriend is 19. I tell you their ages because they are both taller than me and can reach anything in the house that they might need. Everyone was eating cereal and I asked her if she had had breakfast yet knowing full well she had not. I offered her some cereal and started toward the kitchen to get the bowl down and pour the milk. I stopped myself and said she was a big girl and could do both of those things on her own without my assistance.

As mothers we grow accustomed to taking care of people. We cut their meat, we pour the milk, we do all those things because when they are little they can’t do those things. But, they do grow and they learn how to pour the milk without spilling.

School starts in about a month, 43 days to exact, and I can’t wait, but I know that it will take me at least three days to grow accustomed to them not being here, and I will still get up from my desk every five minutes because it has just become a habit.

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  • Reply Anonymous July 27, 2011 at 6:02 pm

    Soooo – what was on the child’s teeth?

  • Reply Pricilla July 27, 2011 at 6:20 pm

    Yes, inquiring goats want to know……

  • Reply babs (beetle) July 27, 2011 at 8:53 pm

    Yes, I want to know about the teeth too 🙂

  • Reply Blog Rehab July 28, 2011 at 2:22 am

    Yes, it will be a shock to your system when school starts again. Hey, even if it is just plaque, you can still tell the dentist, “I don’t know how she got into this epoxy and got it on her teeth!”

  • Reply Don E. Chute July 28, 2011 at 6:22 am

    Both of my Kids have ADD and I call it “Advanced DumbAss D…Zees”

    You were probably born with it also…

    I know I was…


  • Reply June O'Hara July 28, 2011 at 2:59 pm

    I know I shouldn’t, but I laughed several times while reading this. I have the utmost respect for parents. I can’t imagine attending to someone else’s needs the way mothers do. I give you more credit than I can say.

    When the kids are back in school, I wonder if you’ll miss the guinea pig on your desk.  

  • Reply Adminderella . July 29, 2011 at 1:07 am


    • Reply redheadranting August 11, 2011 at 2:07 am

      I don’t know, the doctor didn’t know what it was.

  • Reply meleahrebeccah July 30, 2011 at 1:13 am

    Okay, I probably shouldn’t be laughing at this. But, I am. Mostly because I can totally relate.

    “And that’s when the kids are gone.” 


    • Reply redheadranting August 11, 2011 at 2:06 am

      yep, it will take me a week to acclimate once they are back in school.

      • Reply meleahrebeccah August 11, 2011 at 12:12 pm

        I can’t wait for my son to start school either.

  • Reply Katherine Murray July 31, 2011 at 3:18 am

    Yes, I can’t wait to hear what was on her teeth!!!!

    GREAT story, and I can OH SO RELATE!

    • Reply redheadranting August 11, 2011 at 2:06 am

      I don’t know what was on her teeth, the doctor didn’t know, at least that’s what the ex said.

  • Reply Linda R. August 2, 2011 at 9:27 pm

    So did she really epoxy her teeth?

    • Reply redheadranting August 11, 2011 at 2:05 am

      If she did she won’t ‘fess up to it. I don’t know what it was and neither does the dentist according to my ex. I still think it was tartar or plaque.

  • Reply Lauren August 7, 2011 at 8:42 pm

    I love that you googled epoxy after hanging up with your ex. We all want to know what was wedged in her teeth, so that we can google it, too. Incidentally, I have regular ADD in addition to mommy ADD and my son has ADHD/Asperger’s. Keeping track of a conversation in my house is difficult to say the least.

    • Reply redheadranting August 11, 2011 at 2:05 am

      I still don’t know what was in her teeth. The ex says the dentist didn’t know but I think he is saying that because he doesn’t want to admit that it was something as simple as tartar or plaque. If it is such a mystery I would think the dentist would be asking to search my home for the culprit.

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