Nature Or Nurture?
My middle son has ADHD.
The moment you realize your child has a behavioral problem, you think "how? why?" and the all-too-familiar guilt of motherhood sinks in, of course, it's all OUR fault!
Then all the books and doctors and literature say no, it's a chemical imbalance that can be corrected by drugs.
But deep inside, I still knew it was all my fault. I was ashamed and didn't tell anyone.
Till one day, having a discussion with the doc, I just blurted it out.
"It's the way I raised him, I know it."
So we talked about it. I told him that my oldest son was so rigid, paint-within-the-lines, follow all the rules kind of boy. So when I got pregnant with Noa, I set my mind to have a fun-loving boy who didn't have to wash his feet if sand were in his toes.
I was enamored with Calvin and Hobbes. My all time favorite comic. I thought the way the father spun such tall tales when answering serious questions was just hilarious. (See previous post.)
So, Noa was born. There were no schedules, he could sleep whenever, eat whenever, and we would just go places all the time and always had fun. I took him to the beach and the pool ALL the time, ever since he was just a few weeks old. We made up stories every day. When he asked me how things worked, I would first ask him how he THOUGHT they worked, and made him think it through, then would give him a classic Calvin's father answer, meaning, it was pretty imaginative. But I would also tell him the truth after. But I totally encouraged creativeness with him, which turned into lying all the time : (
He could get as dirty as he wanted (they ARE washable, after all!) and play with whatever he wanted. He had free reign. It got to the point where he thought he had a right to do anything and would debate everything to the point of exhaustion (mine, not his)
THAT'S why he has ADHD, I'm almost sure of it. He didn't have a set bedtime until Kindergarten. He'd sleep at 10pm sometimes! Yes, I know...
But on the flip side of all the bad stuff, he was AMAZINGLY bright. He could talk, walk, read, and knew how things worked so much earlier than his older brother, who everyone thought was so smart!
So I'll take credit for the good side of Noa too.
He still amazes me all the time. He's in first grade and the teacher works on special math with him, he's working on the times table and he's on 7's now. I don't even know where that is nationally, since I know that Hawaii is not so good on the math, but he's ahead of his class anyway, they're still doing adding, I think.
So anyhow, the question is, do you think it is a "chemical imbalance" or could a wild and crazy rule-less childhood be the culprit?
Nature or Nurture?