I suffer from ADHT-Attention Hyper Deficit T. Which is why I started this blog. I have so many thoughts running through my head at any given moment that I thought this would be a good way to manage my brain, so to speak. I am also an insomniac-I’ven spent so many sleepless nights with any one or all three of my children that even if the house is completely still, I am often wide awake. Put those two things together and this equals one tired, confused Mama! So, I am not sure, in the end, if writing this blog is going to aid or add to my insomnia.
My husband lovingly calls me a “ham-n-egger”. This is someone who does things half-assed. I call it a multi-tasker. And I am the queen of multi-tasking. Okay, when it comes to my girls, I am not a ham-n-egger! In this regards, I am most often overly attentive and extra careful. But many other things, it’s true. I am usually doing 10 things at once and wondering why I hit my head on the door on my way into the living room. Some people say it’s a result of having children, the whole “baby brain” phenomenon. I agree, I am MUCH more forgetful than I was before I had my kids. The truth is, though, I was always like this and now it’s just become more so. If my poor husband is trying to talk to me past 8 pm, I have a hard time concentrating. I am more often thinking of what kind of dessert I will be having versus pondering the political situation in Mongolia. This is me-totally scattered and somewhat inattentive. Good grief, what am I going to be like at 80?!?! Don’t get me wrong, I DO like talking about current events and global issues. And I DO enjoy talking to Sacha. Just not after 8 pm and especially if I haven’t eaten.
So, this goes against all of the “super blogger’s” advice for the best type of blog-keep it simple, choose one focus, don’t write too much, etc. Well, this is not a blog for those who like to concentrate on one thing. Sorry, folks. This a blog for the running-in-all directions, stressed-out, where’s-my-phone-and-my-third-child, trying-to-keep-it-all together-person. Oh, and I know that this is probably a run-on sentence. That’s just me, ADH “T”.