Playing With Bubbles

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I remember spending two days in the kitchen one time, because I wasn't allowed to leave until I’d done the dishes. I played with bubbles, I laid on the floor, I laid on the counters…I had many thoughts and plenty of time to think them. When I finally finished, I remember thinking how silly I was for dreading it so much and making it take so long.

I wasn’t diagnosed with ADHD until after my third child was born and I thought I was going a little crazy. When I think more about my childhood and instances such as this…there were SIGNS!

8×8 Paper, Ink, Colored Pencil, Acrylic

I remember spending two days in the kitchen one time, because I wasn't allowed to leave until I’d done the dishes. I played with bubbles, I laid on the floor, I laid on the counters…I had many thoughts and plenty of time to think them. When I finally finished, I remember thinking how silly I was for dreading it so much and making it take so long.

I wasn’t diagnosed with ADHD until after my third child was born and I thought I was going a little crazy. When I think more about my childhood and instances such as this…there were SIGNS!

8×8 Paper, Ink, Colored Pencil, Acrylic