Motherhood-Induced ADD

Posted on October 12, 2011 by FoBaM-Jamie

This guest post is from Sarah Daily. We’re so pleased to have her with us today and hope you enjoy this post on a topic every mom can relate to – that particular brand of crazy that accompanies motherhood and our attempts to be everything to everyone all the time.

I have a vision of my mother when I was a little girl. No matter her location or the time of day, she had a cup of black coffee close at-hand. I always thought she was a complete caffeine addict and drank cup after cup all day long. All of my friends assumed the same. She was a NICU nurse by night and mom by day, so the image made sense.

Thing was, she never actually got to drink that coffee except for a sip or two. My mom’s method of operation included moving from task to task with us kids, the house, patient files, and all that comes in between. Every once in a while she’d remember that she never had a chance to finish her coffee. She’d throw it in the microwave for a quick reheat, anticipating a quiet moment of rejuvenation.

However, before 60 seconds had passed, she would inevitably be called to another emergency task like picking me up after a roller-skating crash (a near daily affair) and the mug would be abandoned once again.

As I contemplate my own unfinished cups of coffee, half-eaten bowls of granola, sheets that made it to the laundry room but not the washer, bills that simply need a stamp and walk to the mailbox, and ceaselessly buzzing and blinking smart phone … oh, how the list goes on. I’m beginning to think that what my mother and now I suffer from, is Motherhood-Induced Attention Deficit Disorder.

No matter how hard I try to carve out dedicated chunks of time to devote to a certain task, even breakfast, I’m interrupted by something that needs attention NOW. One quick shift, and my focus is gone.

It’s a typical scenario: “I’m really going to sit down and focus on putting away the summer clothes until it’s D-O-N-E!” And then my cell rings and it’s the doctor with a last-minute opening for my 4 year-old who needs an immunization update by tomorrow before being thrown out of preschool. Of course I drop what I’m doing, grab her (and a few treats to con her into the car) and race out the door.

Although I try to tell myself that this is all part of the “gift of motherhood,” and that the ability to multitask that comes along with said occupation will eventually become an asset, I’m over it. I want my focus back. I want to savor and finish my cup of coffee, no matter the chaos that might ensue around me. I want to work on something with dedicated, uninterrupted intention. I want to live by the words of my daughter’s Montessori teacher, “Do one thing at a time and do it well,” (Note to self: Cancel therapy sessions and talk to preschool teacher more often!)

I must learn that it’s okay to set priorities and let the rest  go. Let a call go to voicemail. Learn to say NO. Be a few minutes late for preschool pick-up. Lock my office door when my daughter is in the care of her father or our sitter. Throw away the laundry list of to-dos and start the day with a few focused goals. Expect less of myself. It’s okay.

It will be a struggle. Things will inevitably pop up and wreak havoc with even my most modest plans. But if I start out expecting just a bit less of myself, maybe I’ll be able to make time to nourish myself, my skills, my goals. Maybe I’ll come out at the end of the day a more intentional and loving woman and mother who has, at the very least, made time to enjoy her cup of fresh, steaming coffee – without a microwave reheat. And, hopefully, my daughter will learn to do the same.

Have you experienced Motherhood-Induced Attention Deficit Disorder? What helps you focus and find a real sense of accomplishment at the end of the day?

Sarah Daily is a writer, marketing professional, and owner of a hyper-local social network for mothers in Bend, Oregon. She believes strongly that when mothers get together behind matters of good for the world and their children, amazing things can happen. She is the mother of one almost 5 year-old girl who has the innate ability to sense the moment she tiptoes out of the room to catch a phone call, but also blesses her with laughter and joy making most of the interruptions a welcome blessing.

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Image Credit: Daniel Go