Do you have a twice-exceptional child, maybe with ADHD? Do you work full time? Have you retained your sanity? In all seriousness, if you or someone you know is in that situation, I could really use some guidance as to how in hell you’re pulling it off.
I’ve been working for a solid month now, and for the most part it’s ok. But OH MY FREAKING GOD A) I don’t know how I’m doing this and B) I don’t know how much longer I can keep on doing this. As I type, it’s 9:45 PM and A is just now heading to bed. We all walked in the door at 6, and it’s been fight about homework/unpack groceries/homework/dinner/fight about homework/clean the kitchen/pull the boys off each other/homework/put away laundry/fight about homework/make lunches/redirect redirect redirect for the entire evening. Tom and I are exhausted, and we’re still not done for the evening.
I just wanted to crash on the couch and watch some Hawaiian eye candy tonight. That’s all. Ain’t gonna happen.
It’s been like this every night since I started work. God help us on the days the boys have Scouts or Lego Robotics. If I thought I was on an out of control Life Treadmill before, well, now it has sped up even more and I’ve fallen on my ass.
I need my job, I like my job, I like going to and doing my job…I just hate with a wild passion what returning to work has done to our precariously balanced home life. That is the main reason why I was so hesitant to find gainful employment. I knew it would be like this. It will only get worse once I go from 30 to 40 hours this spring. And the deep desire and wild plans I have for supporting and connecting with other parents of 2e kids keeps getting pushed farther and farther away.
Oh, and I keep thinking homeschooling A for middle school may be the only way he will survive it.
I’m tired. The number of things I’ve pushed into mental closets is insane. All that flotsam and jetsam is prying the door open, little tendrils of dreams coiling around the doorjamb, threatening to flood me with hopes and plans and regret and sorrow.
So seriously, I’m open to ideas. Or work from home offers in the area of gifted advocacy. Or a visit from Mary Poppins.