Someone recommended it — a colleague, a teacher, a thread in a parent forum — and it made perfect sense. Your child can't sit still. They fidget constantly, fiddle with everything, can never seem to just be in their body. So you bought the fidget toy. Maybe you bought three. The satisfying clicking one, the stretchy one, the weighted one that got a five-star review from a parent whose child apparently transformed overnight.

First it was fun. Then it was annoying and now the novelty has worn off and they still don’t focus (plus you’ve probably stood on it a few times.)

It's fast approaching midnight.  The house is finally quiet after another nightly battle with homework, bath and bedtime.

You're sitting with your phone, or maybe your laptop, and you're doing what you've done every night this week since the diagnosis landed: searching. ADHD symptoms in children. ADHD at school. How to help a child with ADHD focus. ADHD meltdowns what to do. One tab becomes ten. Ten becomes twenty. You're reading about dopamine, executive function, sensory processing, reward pathways — you understand ADHD better than most people you know, and yet you still have absolutely no idea what to do tomorrow morning when your child won't put his shoes on

Sound familiar?