they're, there. their.

Once upon a time, I had a brain that could multi-task. Or so I thought.

That was before sleep deprivation, estrogen fluctuations, and prolactin and oxytocin changes. Now, my brain is mush. Mush.

I’ll get up to do something – say refill my water glass. And then I’ll notice that the washing machine has stopped. So I’ll put the glass down in some random place, and transfer the clothes to the dryer. Then I’ll notice the cat puke on the floor, so I’ll try to clean that up while holding BabyHope. Then I’ll remember I need to defrost something for dinner. Thirty minutes later, I’ll still be thirsty and have no idea where my glass has gone. Worse yet, I won’t even remember what it was I was doing in the first place. By the end of the day, there will be 6 partially consumed glasses of water spread throughout every room of the house.

When I write these days, it’s scary. I commit errors that are my own pet peeves. Substituting “they’re” for “there”. Or I’ll spell something wrong.

Forget having a conversation with me. I’m half-listening, I promise. But should a random, seemingly important thought pop in to my head, I’ll forget everything you’ve just told me.

I’ve even gotten in the car and turned the wrong direction because I forgot where I was going. Fortunately, I have managed to fasten BabyHope into her car seat each time.

The grocery store is a joke. I’ll forget all the essentials, but manage to walk out with some completely irrelevant item that I never knew I needed.

I started this sentence yesterday. I have no idea what else I was going to say.

Just a little scatterbrained. But so, so happy at the same time. And just realized this is (published) post 400. Crazy.

~ by Larisa on May 21, 2008.

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  1. Well looking at the wordless Wednesday picture it is obvious why you have these problems, she is just so darn cute!! How can get anything done when this adorable little girl is with you???

  2. Hate to tell you this, but MommyBrain sticks around a good long time. My son will be 3 this summer, and every day of my life sounds just like what you described. But yes, it’s 99% joy.

    – kristylynne

  3. This post made me smile, and when I scrolled down and saw adorable BabyHope I laughed. Lovely, Lovely, Lovely.

  4. I am SO glad I’m not the only one who does the water thing. I actually got up about 20 minutes ago to refill my water bottle. Not sure where in the house it is. *sigh*

    Anyway. Worth it, no?

    So thrilled you’re so happy. Despite the mommy brain. 🙂

  5. Oh, how I feel your pain, or should we say joy! My brain is total mush these days too. The other day I was talking to Curtis and had to stop to catch myself saying, “brain, please work, what was I going to say”. It’s is pitiful, but I am so truly blessed at the same time. BabyHope is getting so big too. What a precious face.

  6. I have been reading your blog now for two years. I have cried with you and rejoiced so with your little bundle of joy!!! Please keep blogging–yours is one of my favorites and I could never get enough of your beautiful little girl.
    I totally get the “Mommy-Brain” thing too!! I have been there for almost 16 years and I am still wondering when my “Before-Baby-Brain” will return??

  7. I’ve yet to experience MommyBrain – but by looking at BabyHope’s picture I can sure understand why MommyBrain would kick in.

    She is too freaking cute! I think you need some Mommy time. Maybe a mani-pedi or a nice massage.

    -Stopped by from NaComLeavMo

  8. I think it’s mommy brain! 😉

    Congratulations on your baby! She’s gorgeous!!

    I’m new to the blogosphere, so please stop in if you get a chance.

  9. BabyHope is just too cute. I agree with a previous commenter – Mommybrain only gets worse with time, but it’s the best kind of affliction to have. 🙂

    I’m here via NaComLeavMo.

  10. Mommybrain sucks! I go through that everyday of my life. Ella will be 3 and as the anonymous poster said, it doesnt go away. Your water glasses are my water bottles (everywhere). The conversations you have with people when random thoughts pop in your head, make me feel like I’ve become less sympathetic of a friend. Hubby has just come to accept that I dont remember what I did the day before. Mush. You’re absolutely right. Mush

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