"Between Chaos & Bedtime" the Podcast
This past weekend was hard. And I wish I could say it was an anomaly, but unfortunately, hard weekends have become my norm. My wife works as a nurse. Thank goodness for that. If it weren’t for her steady, dependable career, our family would be in a very different situation. But one of the realities of her job is that every other weekend, I’m solo parenting our two kids. Those weekends don’t usually feel like anyone is thriving. More often, we’re just surviving. The Breaks I Didn’t Know I Had Before kids, I got breaks without even realizing they were breaks. A thirty-minute commute. A walk across campus at work. Sitting in my office for a few quiet minutes before the next meeting. None of those moments were remarkable, but they gave my brain permission to disengage. That’s the part I miss. It wasn’t simply being alone. It was knowing I wouldn’t be interrupted. For a few minutes, I could exhale. That’s one of the biggest challenges I’ve faced as a parent with ADHD: finding genuine downtime. And, when you’re the only parent home, it’s almost impossible to find those moments. Even if the kids are happily playing in another room, part of my brain never leaves them. My ears are always listening. My attention is always divided. I’m waiting for the next argument to referee, the next snack to prepare, the next “Dad!” shouted from somewhere in the house. It’s difficult to explain to someone who doesn’t have ADHD, but my brain rarely gets the chance to fully disengage, even under normal circumstances. When I’m solo parenting, it never pauses. Over several hours—or several days—that adds up. It’s like a kettle that slowly begins to boil until it finally boils over. I can never take it off the heat. “Just Step Away” I’ve heard all the advice for those moments: ”When you feel yourself getting overwhelmed, just step away.” That’s great, but what if the thing overwhelming you is on the other side of the door, knocking? What if there isn’t another adult to tag in? What if stepping away simply isn’t an option? The kind of rest my brain needs isn’t five interrupted minutes scrolling my phone. It’s uninterrupted time where my nervous system can let its guard down—when it doesn’t have to stay on alert. For a solo parent, that’s hard to come by. When Everything Feels Like a Decision Ironically, those weekends are usually the ones where I most want to get everyone out of the house. Staying home can start to feel like being trapped. But then my ADHD brain starts running through every possible scenario. Has everyone eaten recently? Do we need snacks? Water bottles? How much is this going to cost? Will we end up buying lunch? Does everyone have the right clothes? Should I clean the house before we leave so I don’t come home to an even bigger mess? None of those questions is unreasonable. It’s the fact that they all arrive at once when my executive function is already at it’s limit. Instead of helping me make a decision, they create gridlock. I overthink everything, second-guess every plan, and somehow end up just staying home in the chaos getting more mentally exhausted. And that usually leads to me making the same mistake over and over: I stay up too late trying to steal back a little time for myself. A couple of hours in front of the TV. A little doomscrolling. Anything that feels like it belongs only to me. Except it isn’t restorative. It just pushes my bedtime later, shortens my sleep, and leaves me waking up already depleted for the day ahead. Then I’m more impatient, more reactive, and far less equipped to be a good parent. It’s a cycle I’ve repeated more times than I’d like to admit. Sometimes There Isn’t a Hack I’m slowly learning one of the hardest lessons about living with ADHD. Not every problem has a clever strategy or productivity hack waiting to solve it. Sometimes you’re simply overwhelmed. Sometimes parenting is just really hard. Sometimes your ADHD brain has reached its limit. Recognizing that isn’t giving up. It’s being honest. Because once I can admit, “I’m overwhelmed,” I stop wasting energy pretending I should be handling it better, that I’m somehow failing at parenting and life. Then I can focus on the next small thing. Drink some water. Admit I need help and ask for it when it’s available. Go to bed earlier tonight instead of trying to reclaim the day. Cut myself some slack and start again tomorrow. I know I don’t always get it right. In fact, some weekends I get almost none of it right. But I’m learning that merely surviving those weekends doesn’t make me a bad parent. It makes me a parent with ADHD. And some weekends, doing my best is enough. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit carignanevonpohle.substack.com [https://carignanevonpohle.substack.com?utm_medium=podcast&utm_campaign=CTA_1]
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