7 a.m.
My 6-year-old son, Jake, wakes me up, insisting he needs to get to school. “Just five more minutes,” I groan, burying my face in the pillow.
7:15 a.m.
Panic sets in as I realize we have only 20 minutes to leave the house. I jump out of bed, rushing to prepare breakfast while ensuring Jake has his books, folders, lunch, and those elusive papers I was supposed to sign yesterday. I find a note about Pajama Day, which, of course, was yesterday—great. I glance at Jake, who is happily munching on his cereal, blissfully unaware of the chaos that is my parenting.
7:35 a.m.
Just as I’m about to step out the door, my oldest daughter, Lila, blocks my path. “Mom! Don’t forget my game tonight! Can you please wash my uniform?” Ah, Friday again. “Of course, but this is a bit last minute, don’t you think? You knew about this game all week.” She rolls her eyes, “Yes, but we ran out of detergent! I told you two days ago.” Right. I read her mix of frustration and anxiety, knowing I’ve dropped the ball. “I’ll make sure it’s done by the time you’re home!” I plant a kiss on her head, grab Jake, and dash to the car.
8 a.m.
After dropping Jake off, I return home to see cheer uniforms piled on the washing machine. I smack my forehead—why didn’t I stop by the grocery store right across the street? I head back to the car with a plan to check our supplies. The refrigerator reveals we’re running low on milk and eggs, and I remember I’m supposed to bring juice boxes for the boys’ game tomorrow. I volunteered to be “juice mom” this time, wanting to tackle that responsibility early in the season.
Feeling proud of my mental checklist, I grab a pen to jot down my list, but the first one is empty. I check another drawer—no luck. Finally, I find one that works. I write down everything, including “buy new pens,” and then dash to shower.
9 a.m.
While blow-drying my hair, I ponder why my salon blowouts are so much quicker and better. Maybe it’s the hair dryer’s wattage? I pull out my phone to search for the best hair dryer. Wow, there are so many options, some ridiculously expensive. Maybe a concentrator attachment could work wonders with my current dryer? That seems more reasonable. I add it to my Amazon cart only to discover I had items left in there—baseball pants for Jake that I forgot to check out. I’ll need to buy some on my grocery run instead.
Then, I notice an email about a Victoria’s Secret sale ending today. I quickly place an order before time slips away from me.
11 a.m.
It’s now 11 a.m. The bright side? I’ll soon have new bras and panties arriving. I also find a website with cleaning tips that I’m eager to try. But first, I want to see if I can be an extreme couponer at the grocery store.
12:30 p.m.
Time to get moving! I didn’t find any relevant coupons, but I discover some solid deals at the drugstore. Combining manufacturer coupons with store discounts and my loyalty card, I should be able to snag four tubes of toothpaste, an eyeshadow, men’s body wash, and razors for about $3.75. Definitely stopping there en route to the grocery store!
1:30 p.m.
Okay, so my calculations were off. The 25% coupon didn’t apply to everything, and the toothpaste deal ended yesterday. Still, I got my items for under $10—not terrible! On to find those baseball pants next.
2 p.m.
Success! I swiftly grab pants for Jake and head toward juice boxes, ensuring there won’t be any awkward last-minute scrambles.
2:30 p.m.
I enter the grocery store, making a beeline for the juice boxes. I feel accomplished; my husband will be thrilled to see my preparedness for tomorrow’s game. I remember my mental list and gather milk, eggs, and even pens. I also grab a magnetic notepad with a pen attached for future lists. Leaving the store, I feel lighter and organized—what a relief!
3:15 p.m.
I pull into the garage just before the rest of my family arrives home. I even grab the empty coffee cup from the car that I would usually leave behind. I skip into the house, feeling accomplished, only to be greeted by the cheer attire still sitting on the washing machine.
Summary
Every day is an adventure for a mom managing ADD, filled with moments of triumph and chaos. From the frantic morning routine to unexpected reminders and shopping trips, the journey is a whirlwind of tasks and emotions. Yet, amidst the chaos, there are victories that bring a sense of accomplishment, reminding us that we navigate through the challenges with resilience and humor.
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