Our ADHD Journey - Not a Destination
When my son was in the womb, he kicked around so much that the ultrasound tech couldn’t keep up with him, and the Dr. said “this boy is all over the place!” I should’ve known then that I was going to be in for a wild ride. My five year old has been diagnosed with ADHD, and he can be the most lovable little boy in the world and the most challenging at the same time. While some kids are rambunctious and “just boys”, I knew that he had an attention problem long ago. He is extremely bright and creative and the most talented little boy I have ever seen on a soccer field (biased much?). He is also so “rambunctious” that he has broken a metal baby gate, made a hole in the wall and hurt himself numerous times by just running around the house. By the way, trying to tell an ADHD kid not to jump or run into the furniture is like telling a room full of kids not to jump in a bouncy house.
He started to show more difficulties at age 3, and we enrolled him in Occupational Therapy for two years which helped him tremendously. He has been in pre-school since age two and has always done really well with the structure of a school schedule. Since his mom might have a teeny bit of ADHD too, providing structure for him is not really a talent that I am able to provide with much success. When he was four, my son had a really hard year in pre-school. He was always getting in trouble for pushing/hitting kids, touching their work and wrestling too much on the playground. By the end of his year in pre-school, he had taken to biting his shirt when he was in class because he was always nervous he was going to get in trouble.
Fast forward to age five, and he is doing great in his class. His teacher seems to understand what he responds to and brings out the best in him. It is amazing to watch the transformation in him from the first day of school when he was very nervous and shy to a smiling, happy boy halfway through the year.Continued on the next page