I am Losing My Mind

When I first got pregnant with Charlie, I kept reading about how pregnant women can become absentminded and forgetful. I did not give it much thought until I found myself entering the pregnancy fog. I started to forget dates, which really drove me crazy because I am the type of person who used to never need a calender. You could tell me a date and time, and it was locked and loaded in my memory. No big deal, right? I just needed to keep my calendar updated.



But, then it started to get bad. I would walk into a room and forget why I had gone in there. I would get completely dressed for work only to realize that I had forgotten to put underwear on, and one day I drove all the way to school in the pitch blackness of winter with no headlights on (in a black car). I looked forward to the day when I would regain my sanity once Charlie was born.



Once Charlie was born, however, something called "Mommy Brain" kicked in. This was caused by a combination of hormones and lack of sleep. It was just as bad (if not worse) than the pregnancy fog. Mommy brain, unlike the pregnancy fog, did seem to get better with time.



Now, I find myself in quite a dilemma. You see, my friends, I have a combination of mommy brain and the pregnancy fog these days. And, I have it BAD. To illustrate my point, I would like to share a few incidents from the last week alone:



-I put a load of laundry in the washer. When it was done, I realized that I had forgotten to put detergent in with the wash. So, I ran the load again. I came back a while later to check on that same load and the detergent bottle caught my eye. Yep, I ran that load twice without detergent either time.



-Charlie and I were getting ready to do the weekly grocery shopping. He was dressed and ready to go, but I needed to find my shoes. I checked every room of the house, every closet, under the beds, and after ten minutes of searching I found the shoes on my feet.



-A teenage clerk at Publix asked me how old Charlie was. To which, I responded, "7 months old." She exclaimed, "Wow, he's REALLY big for his age!" I then said, "No, he's just average." Upon exiting the store, I realized that I had told her how many months pregnant I was instead of Charlie's age. I will be avoiding her check-out line in the future.



-I opened my car one day to find a very strong odor coming from inside. I found a bag of food that I had left on the front seat from the day before. The worst part is that I had forgotten that food the day before that at a friend's home. I even made a special trip back to pick the food up...just to forget it again.



So, please forgive me if I tell you a story more than once or forget a story that you have already told me. Don't hesitate to let me know if I am repeating myself or not making any sense at all. I fully realize that I AM LOSING IT!!!