"I Can’t Cure Their Forgetfulness. I <em>Can</em> Accept it."
They forgot WHAT? AGAIN?!?! My wife and I used to fume at every overlooked track meet or pair of socks. But all that useless annoyance taught us it’s a lot easier to laugh about all that forgetfulness, and let nature take its course.
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2 Comments: "I Can’t Cure Their Forgetfulness. I <em>Can</em> Accept it."
I can relate to this hard. I forgot a lot of things. But you two still have far more patience than my mother. She’d berate me, make me feel terrible, consistently made me feel like I was stupid. I can almost guarantee that your child knows you’re irritated with them. The difference is that at least your child knows they have ADD. I didn’t.
I relate to this a lot. My mom knew I had ADHD and she knew it made me hyper, but she had no idea about how it would affect my behavior, so a lot of my childhood was spent being yelled at or scolded, even though I couldn’t control what I forgot or remembered.