An ADD SAHM

I'm making my to-do list for this morning. I've meal planned for the next 7 days. I've listed all of the other tasks I need to accomplish. And as I sit here and type this blog entry, I realize that as more and more minutes tick by, my chances of getting these prioritized things accomplished are dwindling. I seem to suffer from SAHM ADD at times. For the lay-person, this is Stay-At-Home-Mom Attention Deficit Disorder. This is a unique strand of ADD that only affects those of us moms who are trying to substitute Maxwell House for sleep, can't seem to stay on top of the laundry, and have snot spots on our shoulders. I start the day with the noblest of intentions. I have my own agenda of tasks and seem to get distracted by, well for one, the internet. This diversion is most certainly followed by something as pressing as a bodily function of one or more children or pets. Before I know it, dirty dishes, snacks, the Directv bill, and assorted phone calls have snowballed into a mess of disorganized productivity. I am, in fact, usually getting something done. However, my organized plan for the day flies out the window, and I begin a process similar to crisis management.
One would think that this chosen affliction (I say chosen because I did, in fact, choose it.) would be enough to send moms running back to the work force. Instead, I feel blessed to be able to be with my children and bond with them. I am honored that when they wake up from their naps, I get to be the first face they see. It is my privilege to provide that consistency for them. Hopefully, these moments create an unbreakable bond. It's either that, or we are bonding due to surviving the chaos together like soldiers in battle. Either way, I wouldn't trade it for anything.