I just sat down to write a post about Meals on Wheels when the symptoms of my medical condition began to flare up. What is my medical condition, you ask? Well, it’s very serious. The condition affects my brain, my ability to perform simple tasks, sometimes I wonder if I should even be allowed to operate motorized vehicles. The condition? Mommy Brain.
There once was a time when I had it together. I could remember SO MANY THINGS. I could go to the grocery store without a list and come home with everything I needed. Then, children happened. Now, I can’t even remember where the grocery store is half the time.
What do these flare ups entail? Well, here are a few examples, organized by my level of embarrassment.
1. When I began writing this post I called my son Cody, Rocco. Why Rocco? I have no idea. Did I see something on TV or online that may have brought that name to the forefront of my mind? No. Just pulled it out of my bum.
2. After grocery shopping the other day I left my groceries in the car for at least 5 hours because I completely forgot they were there. I mean, I did some serious shopping too, not just a quick run out to grab something to make for dinner. Good thing it’s cold out.
3. My sister-in-law’s mother came over the other day to pick up my nephew. While standing in my kitchen she asked me where my garbage is and I had NO IDEA. I completely blanked. I couldn’t even form a sentence. Both my mom and sister-in-law’s mom just stared at me as if I was having a stroke. No, I didn’t recently move the garbage. Yes, I use the garbage at least 75 times per day. This one actually scared me a little.
4. I backed into my mom’s car….in my own driveway. No further explanation needed.
These are just a few examples. I forget my children’s names, leave loads of laundry half folded, forget to feed my dogs, etc. on a daily basis. Don’t worry, the dogs always get fed…at some point.
If you also suffer from Mommy Brain then I hope this post makes you feel better. I would also like to point out that this condition affects more than just mommies – grammies, daddies, alcoholics also show signs of this illness.
In addition, I would like to reassure my clients that this condition does not affect my work. I write everything down and have a tape recorder strapped to me at all times to ensure I don’t miss a thing.