Mindy and Max's True Life

about coping with ADHD, single motherhood and unconditional love for your child.

When your KICK ASS KID is getting his ass kicked…..you kick back, Mama. April 28, 2012

You see it a lot in kids living with ADD/ADHD other learning or social differences…low self esteem and lack of confidence. I see it in my beautiful son, and as a Mom it is heartbreaking. Without dealing with the issue quickly can lead to much more serious concerns for our little guys like depression and even worse. It’s hard enough being a kid, but add to mix that you may act a bit different at times and have a harder time with things at school considered “simple” to other classmates (like staying in your seat, completing an assignment or even just refraining from spontaneously breaking into his impression of Freddie Mercury singing Fat Bottomed Girls) and your kid becomes a target. He may become the “weirdo” or he may become the “class clown”. Either way he gets singled out and the label is hard to shake.

My boy takes everything so personally, he is so sensitive and I love him for that. But, every time he disrupts the class with an impulsive word or action cause by Mr. Jumpy (something, mind you, he cannot control) he feels more and more like he is “stupid, always doing everything wrong and/or always the one getting in trouble”. This has been beating him down harder that anything ADHD has thrown at us so far. There is nothing worse than hearing the words “I can’t do anything, I am so stupid and no one likes me” from your child’s lips.

My son has been having some issues at school but it’s getting better every day. He is on a magic streak right now and practically on fire at school, just having amazing days that we used to dream about. I signed him up for a few after school enrichment programs at school, just 2 days a week. They were fun sounding classes ( “Sharks and Dangers Of The Deep”, and “Tennis”). We are 3 weeks into the session and yesterday I made the decision to allow Max to ( insert GASP!) QUIT the programs. Yes, I am letting him drop out and quit, something, which I have tried so hard to teach him NOT too do. Max’s days at school are very long, and very hard. And, even though he is on his medication, which does wonders all day long, by 3:30 that Vyvanse is starting to end it’s work day and go home. So during his after school classes Mr. Jumpy starts to poke his head out and say “Whazzzaup!!!, time to get this party started!”. As you can guess,he is misbehaving but nothing outrageous, just typical Mr. Jumpy high jinx. The instructors (I won’t call them teachers because I am so angry and want to blatantly dis them because revenge feels good sometimes), these instructors don’t seem to know much about ADHD and how to deal with it in a classroom setting. Max is getting disciplined, reprimanded, punished with not being able to participate and not getting prizes when the whole class does, and..wait for it…was called STUPID in front of the other kids. Don’t get me started on the last one.

The point is, my boy is excelling all day long in school, where every day he starts to believe in himself more and more and hearing him say “I can’t do anything right!” has become a thing of the past. So, to then go into a situation where he is back to being the kid who constantly gets yelled at is counter productive to what his teachers, therapists and myself are trying to do. Which is show Max that he is a KICK ASS FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH!

So, we quit.

I want Max, and all his life experiences big or small, to reaffirm to him his awesomeness. And I want everything that goes on at his school (which is pretty kick ass as well) to remain positive and peaceful. We must be our child’s spiritual advocate as well as champions. I never thought I would let my kid quit a class or activity because I was always against what I thought he would learn from doing it, that if something gets a little hard…just quit. But, this time is different, this time we quit with purpose and won’t look back. As adults we try to surround ourselves with people and friends who have positive healthy influences on our lives. We MUST do the same for our kids. Know who the instructors of your children’s after school activities are, know their philosophies and experience teaching these gifted and special kids. Ask questions, raise hell if need be to keep the fire stoked inside your amazing kids heart so they never forget the KICK ASS FORCE they can and always will be.

Now get out there and kick some ass. May the force be with you.

 

Hello, hello….is anyone still listening? April 25, 2012

Has it really been 15 months since I last wrote? 15 months! Talk about writers block! Although, quite unfortunately,  I cannot claim writers block for my absence. I could plop down a couple “Wow, life has been CR-AZY! ” and ” I have been so busy these past months, I just plum forgot about my blog…”  But you will know that’s bullshit as well. I mean, life HAS been crazy. It’s been crazier, busier and scarier than any other 15 month period in my life has ever been. But, I never once forgot about this blog and writing again. So, here I am 15 months later, war weary but not war torn. Ready for Round Two?

When last our tale was told Max and I were chugging along in our world of ADHD, SPD, single motherhood, single female-hood, Star Wars Legos, rock music, fish tanks and finding long lost siblings. Well, we still play with Legos. I still make music every day (at my very own music school which I opened last June) and Max joins me when he feels inspired. Max still has ADHD, that hasn’t magically vanished and a “cure” hasn’t been discovered. But, we have learned so much these past 15 months and I look forward to sharing our own discoveries. I am still single, which bums me out when I think too much on the fact so I live in a state of frequent episodes of complete denial which has served me fine up to now. The obsession with fish tanks and fancy Guppies has faded, while my relationships with my new biological brothers and sisters only grows stronger as we get to know each other. And lastly, single momhood has continued to provide me with daily challenges, occasional moments of awe and frustration and moment by moment reminders of the beauty and gift my son is to me. It is because of him that at this time the writing will begin again. It is because of him that I need to do it, because it is because of him that I need to save myself.

A recent discovery of a health issue that a 100% result of what I have put myself through in the last 15 months has been like a taser gun to my body, mind and spirit saying “You may have thought that you could HAVE it all….but you may have underestimated your abilities to DO it all, and do it all alone.” I don’t have a choice now but to slow down, something that is so hard for me to do even if I were healthy. But if I don’t I am only going to get sicker and what good am I to anyone if I do? This Super-Mom is calling a truce with the universe and needs a timeout. I hope you will join me on my way back to the world. Now, go kiss your kids if you have them, make the moves on your spouse and do it like you did when you first met or just go pet the family dog. Just show someone that you love them. Image

I will be in touch.

 

Maybe The Fish Are Right. November 23, 2010

I am thinking that maybe Guppies got it right. They have sex constantly, I mean a male guppy can rub up against a female and “bam!”, there it was. She may not have noticed a thing, but he rolled over and is fast asleep. It’s like a handshake. I challenge anyone of the three people who still follow my blog to say they get “too much” sex.

Then there’s the “no real career-but to swim around the tank” thing, which I find quite chill. They are like Geisha’s, only there to look pretty and in return kept safe, fed and clean. Little whores.

But the thing that gets me, the thing that I really think they’ve got a handle on is when they have their babies. See, they pop them put and eat them faster than you can say “It’s a bo….”. Gulp. Ah, that was delicious. And now I know why!

Because Motherhood is hard. Motherhood can make you insane. But, most of all, Motherhood will break your heart every single day for the rest of your life. Because a heart, at least my heart, wasn’t made big enough to hold all the love I feel for this child. The love has started to bleed out to other organs who have stepped up to the plate to pick up the slack. My brain, lungs, stomach, liver and soul have done double shifts and I am exhausted. But every night, I go to sleep with a smile on my face. Because every day is going to be better than the one before. And every day he is going to get closer and closer to the beautiful man I can’t wait to meet. Damn, I can’t wait to meet that guy.

Until then, I will look into renting out a storage pod to hold all the love overflow. Maybe I should get two.

 

Unconditional Love October 23, 2010

Filed under: Love,Spirit — Mindy Hester @ 9:49 pm

Tonight I met an amazing Mom. The Mother of a beautiful boy with Down Syndrome. A talented photographer, artist and spirit. I feel honored right now to have met her and wish she didn’t live all the way in LA. With that being said, I’d like to tell you the real reason I write tonight.

This Mom and Dad love their son, that’s obvious. But, the lengths that she goes to nurture, teach, learn from and help him discover this life of his is awe inspiring. She writes it all on a beautiful blog, I will attach the address to the end of this post. But, as a parent of a child with special needs, I see in her so much hope, so much courage to go to the absolute ends of the earth to make this amazing and unique child have the happiest life possible. It travels far past sheer love, past devotion and past parenting. She is on a journey of self discovery right along with her son, they are doing it together. And it just proves how much these special children can teach us about ourselves. That if you don’t give up, and you never quit digging, you will find the treasure that awaits you at the bottom of the well. And these children are treasures, perfect gifts handed down to us to fulfill our destiny. Max amazes me everyday, he is excelling in school, socially active and our lives together get better and better every single day. Because, I will NEVER give up. And I will never forget that the same sensitivity and perceptiveness that cause these kids such difficulty also give them EXCEPTIONAL gifts.

“Outside ideas of right doing and wrong doing there is a field. I’ll meet you there.” – Rumi

Her name is Catherine. Her blog is http://hang-on-little-tomato.blogspot.com/

 

Try to see it my way…. October 1, 2010

Filed under: Love,Spirit — Mindy Hester @ 8:21 am

Today is Oct. 1, the start of a month long campaign to end Bullying. Share this message with everyone you know, we can end these kid’s suffering by bringing to the open what has remained behind closed doors for too long. “Life is very short, and there’s no time for fussing and fighting my friends”.

Here is that message:

http://ellen.warnerbros.com/2010/09/an_important_message_from_ellen_about_bullying_0930.php

Hug a kid today.
Love,
Mindy

 

A few thoughts about perfection…or lack there of. September 9, 2010

Filed under: Funny Shit,Love,Mad Mindy Stories — Mindy Hester @ 2:13 am

Good evening, class. I ask you all to please take your seats and open up to a clean, crisp, fresh page in your notebooks and ready your freshly sharpened #2′s. Because, I am only going to give this lecture once.

Tonight’s lesson is about perfection.
or..
relentless pursuit of;
or the lack of;
or the insistence of;
or the practice and the subsequent failure of;
and finally, the conflict that arises when one wants perfection (and I’m not talking “perfect” perfect, I’m talking about giving yourself that much-needed push to take it to the next level and grow) but the other four want mediocrity. The other four are happy with mediocrity, with stasis with being just okay. And it doesn’t make these four “bad, lazy failure”-types, not by a long shot. These four are talented, creative and pretty fantastic people. The problem is that a member of the aforementioned creative group ( okay..fine..it’s me.) isn’t comfortable with presenting a project that is just “fine”. I hate that word fine. “How are you?” “Oh, I’m FINE”. Do you want to know what I think the hidden message is in that response? It goes like this..

“How are you?”
“Oh, I’m (bored, unchallenged, unmotivated, uninspired, brain-dead and numb from the waist down AND up, chronically and pathetically asleep and unHAPPY” but “fine”. And you?”

Oscar Wilde was once quoted as saying “Perfectionism is a slow, slow death”. But, I am an artist, whether you think my shit is art is your problem. I happen to LOVE my art and I can’t share something I am not proud of. So, when the other four decided that I was too “intense” for them, that didn’t surprise me at all. Not a bit. I wasn’t intense, I was just driven. And, I understand them and what they want from this, I really do. I just have a bigger fire in me that knows that making music is something that keeps me alive. And sane. And happy.

I thank them for allowing me access to their cave and letting me scream like Janis/Axel/Debbie/Iggy one night a week into a dented Shure SM58. But, continuing to sit in that cave would have killed me in the long run. So I have more to thank them for than I first thought.

By the way, I had to get a babysitter for all those rehearsals. If I did the math correctly, at $12/hour, 4 rehearsals (3 hours a piece) …well, it looks like I am out $144.00. You guys can send me a check or cash. I’m flexible.

Rock On! Rally Day! I look forward to the day 10 years from now when I happen by that cave and you are all still there…playing in the band.

 

Darwinian Dating: The Book, The Blog, The Quest September 4, 2010

Filed under: Funny Shit,Love,Mad Mindy Stories — Mindy Hester @ 7:36 pm
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Hello Family & Friends. Happy Labor Day weekend to you all. I hope you have many exciting and fascinating things planned, and that there isn’t a minute to spare come Tuesday morning when you all go back to work and school. Max & I will be taking in a pint of Mead and a tournament of Joust tomorrow when we go with friends to the Renaissance Fair. Wish me luck, I have a very low tolerance for make believe historical spectacles like this. But, it will be funny to get Max to call one of the girls “wench” and get it on camera. Good, clean family fun.

So, as most of you know by now I met my brother Chris a few weeks ago and it was fascinating and fun and amazing and I loved it! We just kind of hung out, talked a LOT, spent time with Max and my family (who loved him) and got to know each other. It was like coming home. He is a brilliant PhD, and author, writer, Heavy Metal enthusiast who brought me a piece of his wedding Kilt and taught me the art of Scotch. He’s unique, except that he is so much like me that it’s scary.

Chris is writing a book, titled “Darwinian Dating”, about finding your perfect mate using the laws of evolution, or really more like what men and woman are looking for down to their base human core. He’s got a blog and I want everyone to log in at least once. It’s www.darwiniandating.blogspot.com. The book is ready to be published but the publisher wants to see more hits to the blog, and to his fan page on Facebook. No one deserves this more than him, so help me get those numbers up. Tell your friends, tell your spouse, tell your mailman! Tell anyone who you know that could use a little up-front and honest advice about the opposite sex. Tell that friend of yours who keeps sitting by the phone waiting for that one guy she met at Starbucks 3 weeks ago to call her, or the guy you know from work who asks you out over and over and over. Hell, email every single one of your past romances and tell them that if they are still holding on…Chris can help them cut the cord. I love my brother and I want to see this happen for him. So….GO. NOW! Use the link, join the Darwinian Dating page on Facebook. Make me happy.

 

Happy Marriage? August 15, 2010

Filed under: Love,Mad Mindy Stories,Spirit,Welcome! — Mindy Hester @ 1:21 am
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Three of my closest friends are in three of the most unhappy marriages I have ever seen. I wonder why they stay, Yes, I think about the “kids” but I also think about three beautiful, intelligent and unique people that I love who are choking in product placement.

I don’t think I was ready the first time to get married. I am not sure I even am now. It’s an invitation to a party I don’t wish to go to. Maybe I never will. Doesn’t mean I can’t love. Doesn’t mean I don’t love.

 

I AM Princess Leia July 28, 2010

06 First Day Of My Life06 First Day Of My LifeAn amazing thing happened to me a few days ago. For those of you who have followed my blog, life and story you know that I am adopted. I have written about my search, my seemingly endless search to find my answers. Well, I found them. I found him. I found my brother, not just a 1/2 brother, but a full brother who was very suprised to hear from me. He did not know he had a sister, he wasn’t told the truth growing up and now that the truth is out there I am hoping that EVERYONE can heal. EVERYONE.

His name is Chris. He’s brilliant, kind, loving and I can’t wait to meet him. He is coming to Chicago on Tuesday, and although I am nervous and apprehensive, I know that I have a friend now for life. There can be nothing bad about this, only good things grow from such mysteries and fate brings certain people into your lives when you need them the most. This is fate. This is The Force at work. This is so strange, and beautiful and terrifying all at the same time. But, I welcome it. My family welcomes him. And, if I am Princess Leia than he is my Luke. Now, together again, we can fight the Dark Side and kick some freakin Star Wars ASS. We have a lot to learn about each other, and I am excited for it all. Thank you, Universe, for the opportunity to know and love another of your amazing creations. Thanks you, Fate, for bringing us together again. It’s about time. 06 First Day Of My Life06 First Day Of My Life

 

Max, this is my wish for you…. July 5, 2010

Fireworks, 2010

Comfort on difficult days,
Smiles when sadness intrudes,
Rainbows to follow the clouds,
Laughter to kiss your lips,
Sunsets to warm your heart,
Gentle hugs when spirits sag,
Friendships to brighten your being,
Beauty for your eyes to see,
Confidence for when you doubt,
Faith so that you can believe,
Courage to know yourself,
Patience to accept the truth,
And love to complete your life.
Always love, always and with everything.

Max, you were right about the stars. Each one is a setting sun. (more…)

 

 
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