I've heard it is inevitable but until now I felt secure in myself that it had not happened to me. Look at me I said, I'm back to work and functioning properly. I'm getting decent sleep and baby is sleeping properly at night. I've skipped this thing called mommy amnesia, it probably only happens to stay at home moms and dads.
Wednesday I left for work at 9:30am through the garage, waved bye to husband and drove off to work.
Later that day, I arranged to meet husband at church where we would drop little one off at the nursery and enjoy two independent hours.
Husband called to discuss our meeting point and made a polite observation that I might want to not leave through the garage door anymore. It suddenly hit me - I FORGOT TO CLOSE THE GARAGE DOOR THAT MORNING!!!
We have 3 cats who have been looking for an uninhibited opportunity to explore the great outdoors and kill lizards with glee. Thankfully all 3 were accounted for when husband left at 6pm and were begging for dinner.
Today I went to a lunch seminar at church and before leaving for work I thought to myself, take $5.00 for lunch buffet and pen (I'm obsessive about taking notes). I left home without cash and pen in purse and thus arrived at seminar empty handed and had to borrow both from friends.
One day recently I finished breast pumping at work and walked all the way back to open office creative area with breast milk bag in hand - reaching desk and realizing situation I backed quietly out of the room, I don't believe anyone saw me. I'm sure of it, it would have been called out.
I've been telling myself for 3 days to put the razor back in the shower from overnight bag.
I used to be able to tell myself to do something and minutes later, I would remember. Now thoughts are in and out.
I'm not exempt. The baby has zapped my brain. I'm now officially a mommy.
You are indeed, a Mummy! I think the amnesia cures itself over time, I'm not sure though, I've forgotten what I used to be like. MH
Welcome to the club! It does cure itself, if my memory serves me right....
Ha! It gets to us all, I'm afraid. Sadly I'm still capable of walking into a room and forgetting what I came in for...
i would post a comment but i can't recall what i was going to write.
I thought of you and this post when a friend called me the other night. Must have lost track of what I was saying, mid sentence, about 4 or 5 times. See, can't even keep track of how many times it's happening to me! I felt so bad for her.
Then, I put my bowl down on the kitchen counter to get my cereal this morning. When I turned around, I saw a "dirty" bowl on the counter and put it in the dishwasher. It was only after that that I realized that it was my clean bowl and had to get a new one. I am constantly losing track of what I am doing and why.
You are not alone!
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