finally, a diagnosis
A family member sent this to me and I’ve not stopped laughing yet. Anyone out there in cyberspace that is a stay at home mom will totally identify. I just had to share it. Enjoy! 
Recently, I was diagnosed with C. A. A. D. D.(Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder)
This is how it manifests:
I decide to do the laundry. As I start toward the basement, I notice that there are cheerios all over the floor and my car keys are in the cereal bowl.
I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry. I lay my car keys down on the counter, put the cheerios in the trash can under the counter, and notice that the trash can is full, so, I decide to take out the trash.
But then I think, since I’m going to be near the mailbox when I take out the trash I may as well pay the bills first. I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom, so I go to my desk where I find a sippy cup full of juice. I’m going to look for my checks, but first I decide I should put the sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye - they need to be watered. I set the sippy cup on the counter, and I discover baby wipes that I’ve been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back in the bathroom, but first I’m going to water the flowers.
I set the wipes back down and splash some water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor. So, I get some paper towels and wipe up the spill.
Then I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day: the laundry isn’t washed, the bills aren’t paid, there is a warm cup of juice sitting on the counter, the flowers aren’t watered, there is still only one check in my checkbook, I can’t find the wipes, and I don’t remember what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I’m really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I’m really tired. I realize this is a serious problem, and I’ll try to get some help for it, but first I’ll check my e-mail.
January 17th, 2007 at 1:19 pm
This is scarily like my day.
January 22nd, 2007 at 9:21 am
Yes, so it is when the children are small. And, not to discourage anyone, “it” returns as you grow elderly — only then it ’cause of failing memory (’course, most of the things I forget aren’t really worth remembering anyway — so, I’m thankful for the clearing of my memory banks). Mothers amaze me. Years ago, when I taught college students about family roles and dynamics, at some point I used the analogy of Humpty Dumpty to describe the situation when Mom is so sick she cannot fufill her tasks and Dad has to take over. Even with the help of older children, it’s the “all the king’s horses and all the king’s men” can’t cover all the bases Mom does every day! Thank God (literally) for Moms — and God bless and strengthen you all as you face the challenges of each day.