I'm experiencing a strange emotion of relief and irony. Relief: my current life explained. In my household of 6, at least (at least! I'm being conservative) have full blown ADHD. I feel somewhat less the crazy, pariah parent. The irony: I've spent 20 years studying, getting degrees and certifications in, working with, and publishing on behavioral treatments for individuals with behavior challenges, be it ASD, ADHD, or unspecified behavior disorders. I am one of the most well suited people I know to be presented with and ADHD family. Why did it take me so long to see it in my own family? And how has all my training gone out the window when it comes to my own kids? This said with a not so small amount of shame as I did not actually believe in ADHD until well after grad school when I married someone with it. ... Now I believe. (And research backs me up.)
After reading this I have now gotten a metaphorical and well deserved slap in the face and have some ideas and tools on what needs to change. Despite the irony and disillusionment with myself I feel validation that I am not, in fact, crazy, and there is hope for a more harmonious life.
This book is well worth the read. Current research is presented, along with the entire gamut of questions that come up regarding ADHD (is it caused by SpongeBob? - spoiler alert: no). And the authors provide the information in an easy to read and (slightly but appropriate) humorous tone.
If you think you or someone you care about has ADHD, read this book.