When I first remember ever thinking about being a mother, I thought it was all fun and games. I mean you get to eat yummy snacks, watch cartoons, play with little tiny humans, and take naps all day. What about that doesn’t sound fun? Boy was I completely off. I mean yes you do get to do all of those things and they are amazing. But then there are the days where nothing is going right and your tiny humans are super cranky……
I guess I should back up in this story a little bit… Let’s see, I became a mother at the ripe young age of 23 to this amazing little human who is now 11.. and then 15 short months after I gave birth to her, I became pregnant with my second amazing little human. And because of some unfortunate events I became a single mother at the age of 25…
Their father is still a part of their lives and we get along NOW. But for the longest time it was not that way. So I now have an 11 year old girl and a 10 year old boy living under the same roof. When you think of kids being close in age you think of how well they play together and how much fun it will be. It is almost like having twins. I say almost because I couldn’t even begin to know what it would be like to raise 2 going through the exact same things at the exact same time. But in reality having 2 kids that close together that are the opposite sex is like herding cats in a lake… scary yet oddly funny and then you end up wet and you don’t even know how….. So I have this green eyed and curly red haired 11 year old who is OBSESSED with books and who is one of those kids you got jealous of at school. You know the one who was super smart and didn’t have to study… yeah that kind. BUT she is also the one that I am pretty sure should have been blonde. Who also happens to have gone through puberty and is a raging hormonal pre teen (which is not fun by the way). And then I have this brown eyed and brown haired 10 year old boy who has severe ADHD and is dyslexic. Who is also super smart in some areas. But he hates studying because of all his issues. But is amazing at soccer!
So the 11 year old….. reads all the time, plays piano, got chosen for band this year, likes to put head phones in and drown out the world (that she got from me…and the love of books) and is normally a very calm and quiet child.
The 10 year old…. is a huge gamer, plays soccer, does not know how to walk, literally runs everywhere he goes, can’t sit still, always on the go, and not normally a calm or quiet child. With ADHD and dyslexia comes anxiety, stress, self doubt, and most importantly a negative outlook on yourself. something we are working very hard on. And on top of all this has asthma. Yes I know, how does something with asthma play sports. Well you see this child with asthma plays goalee when his asthma symptoms start to appear. He has also sat out of quite a few games. And we have also visited the ER several times becuase of attacks in the middle of the night.
So now that you know that they are 2 COMPLETELY different children, having them under the same roof is like having monkey’s in a small cage.
And one thing you need to know about me…… I start talking about something and get carried away and completely lose my train of thought.. SQUIRREL! Because I now realize that I have no idea where I was going with this other than explaining how different my not so tiny humans are. So there is that….. my house in a nut shell!