The ball and chain had to go shape a night construction job on the belt parkway,which left me with minding my little cherubs all by my lonesome after working all day. So, we had our soup, sandwich and cookie dinner and watched some Curious George. The ladybug is usually very agreeable about bed time, so that left me and the boys.
In between episodes of C.G., beating the shit out of each other and me asking them to stop a hundred times before I crack their coolies with the wooden spoon, Quinnie must’ve worn himself out. Out of the blue he whirls around and says “hey, Mom, I’m tired! I gotta get to bed. Jeez”
So I tell him to get to steppin, nobody is making you stay up anyway. Crazy kid. Then I asked the boys if they want to have a sleepover because Daddy won’t be home until morning. Quinn rejects me, unless he can get back into my uterus, he isn’t settling for anything less. Liam was all over that invitation, though.
So the biggun picks a movie, snuggles up and complains that my feet are ice cubes and I better keep them on my side of the bed. We talked about his day and how he feels things are going. I explain to him that I do feel he needs some kind of help managing his attention and impulsivity, but we are going to try something homeopathic and see if it helps. I let him know that he has to be an active participant in his treatment and he has to give me feedback, whether it is good, bad or indifferent. He yeses me to death cause he just wants to watch the movie and shoves his cold ass feet under my warm caboose ( the nerve ) and he is snoring his face off, just like his father.
Liam wouldn’t be who he is without his ADHD. Sure he is anxious, nervous, over sensitive, impulsive and relentless but be is also smart, compassionate, funny and corny. And in as many ways as he is super mature for his almost ten years, he is still young and innocent enough to jump at a chance to sleep with Mommy. I am not ready to give those days up. Yay for me.
SLEEPOVER, yay!
ramblings of a crazed mom 
I can’t wait for the day I can snuggle up with my son! He won’t sleep if he sees me. I even have to walk out of the room while he’s in his swing until he falls asleep, which only takes about 10 minutes (I wish it was that easy for me to get to sleep!). Snuggling and being able to have a conversation with this little human I created. That’s what I can’t wait for!
All I had to do was make the mistake of nursing him in my bed at night so I could sleep. Bam! He was in my bed for six years until his brother was born and he still enjoys the occasional sleepover. Quinn only slept with me once in a sleeping bag in the living room. Three kids, same parents and they are all different. Your sleepover days are coming
I’m a mom of what I call my ADHD Twins – my son who is 10 and my daughter who is 8 – it’s precious moments like this that make it all worth while…they are getting to be further and further in between with my son, but when I get them like you i cherish them.
my son is going to be ten next month. I know as he gets older and matures, he is slipping through my fingers bit by bit. whatever little moments I have, I must steal away
My daughter is always trying to arrange sleep overs in her room with me. It didn’t work until she graduated to a big girl bed – our old queen set. Now if I weaken and offer to just lay down for a second, my body recognizes the spot I slept in for 10 years and I’m out like a light. Makes her very happy. Mom… not so much. Mind you, when I travel on business, our son takes my spot in bed with mom before the sheets get cold.
how could you deny those little booger machines, they are so manipulative, I mean persuasive. lol