Tag Archives: ADHD

We Have Moved!!!


ABMF is now in dotcom form! Please visit us at: http://www.babymakesfive.com!

I will no longer post on this site, but will keep it up for now until I am sure that I’ve successfully migrated everything from here over to the new site. Please make sure to update your bookmarks!

The Long Road…


 add, ADHD, adult ADHD, advocacy, children, family, learning disability, life, motherhood, parenthood, school, special needs, mental health, mental wellness

Yeah, that’s how I feel at this moment…

When I first started this blog, it was just to document the day-to-day of life and motherhood as I navigated the transition from working mom of two to stay-at-home-mom of two and pregnant with the third. There were a bunch of shifts in the purpose of me posting. I chronicled some pretty good times, and I wrote about the upheavals too. As time passed and seasons changed, so too did my blog, but it always stayed true to the broadest aim of all: to honestly chronicle life as I see it. Continue reading

Unbearably Vulnerable…


Note: I wrote the majority of this yesterday afternoon. I was in a horrible spot, emotionally speaking. That’s the thing with depression…when you’re in a depressive episode (these can last anywhere from days to months), you have bad days and ‘not so bad’ days. Today (after the first few hours) for me is a ‘not so bad’ day…yesterday was…yesterday was downright horrible, and I wrote this in the middle of that.

I’m writing this first as a document in Word, because I am not sure it will ever see the “Publish” button on my blog. I don’t know if I need to publish it, or if I need to just let my breaking heart vomit it out in a massive vent. Also, in case I do publish this, please be advised that there’s really not a lot of optimism or hope here. I’m holding on to what little amounts of both I have left, I don’t want to purge it with the negativity.

With that said…here we go. Continue reading

They Took My Gallbladder (and all I got was this lousy Celiac Disease)…


I detailed last year how I had to have my gallbladder removed. That operation was supposed to be the beginning of the end of my abdominal pain, my digestive issues…and it was only the beginning.

I wish I could sit here and say that I am relieved to have a diagnosis, that now I am okay, now that I know what was truly the matter.

Readers, I am not okay. Right now, I am not okay. I am reeling. I am overwhelmed at just how many foods have gluten in them. I am beyond sad that while many gluten-free substitutes exist, I will not be able to have my stepmother’s cream-chipped beef ever again. I can’t have a bowl of Cream of Wheat on a cold winter morning. All of this in itself is a lot to deal with, and I fluctuate between ‘somewhat okay’ and what seems to be ‘grief’. I could deal with all of that on its own. The most prevalent emotion at the surface is seething, boiling anger. Continue reading

Making Sense of a Disorganized Mind…


It’s a little difficult to describe what goes on inside my head. I have touched on my ADHD in a few posts, but I don’t think I successfully described what it’s like to live with it. I read a blog post by a former classmate of mine describing his life with OCD, and I was in awe of how he was able to convey his struggles. I have a hard time staying on topic. When I write, I tend to go off on tangents, and jump around so much that by the time I am done writing, I’ve lost the original point. But I have been inspired to try, so please bear with me. Continue reading

Weight Loss, Diets, and the SAHM


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Dearest readers…that above is my newest before and after picture. I take them from time to time so that I am confronted with the actuality of my progress. I share them on my Instagram account, and on my personal Facebook profile (linked to both, in case you want to be my friend, lol). Continue reading

Skincare for the Adderall Set…


I have a problem. Let me show you. The picture below is one of me.

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See that? Okay, yes, I’m quite the looker and you’re quite welcome for finally having a face to put to the Wench’s name. Yeah, look at those cheekbones. Anyways…what you can’t see, at least, what you can’t see clearly, is the horrific breakout on my chin. Continue reading