Forgetfulness: A Consequence of Motherhood

I don't know about other moms, but I feel like I forget a lot more ever since I've become a mom. It's as if My Little Man (MLM) now has claim to 20% of my brain; therefore, leaving other parts of my life forgotten.

Twice today I have forgotten something I was supposed to do. When going to visit my sister, she asked me to bring over my husband's saw which she needed to decorate her nursery (she's expecting her first :). I totally acknowledged the request yesterday and a part of me thought that I should put that tool in my car right away before I forgot. Of course, MLM was getting himself into mischief and that thought vanished from my head faster than a cheese platter at a party. Needless to say, I felt like a "tool" myself when I showed up to her house sans my saw.

Then, my mother called me from her cell phone. She was half way to my house, as she told me she wanted to stop by the day before. Again, this conversation was erased from my brain, and I felt awful when I told her I was not home, nor would I be home any time soon.

Why do our children turn our brains into mush? Are we doing too much? (Yes.) Are we moving way too fast through our lives? (Yes.) Do we get so stuck in our routines that we reject any spontaneous requests or events that deviate from our daily rituals? (Yes.)

I often hear people say, "I don't know how moms do it." The answer is, we don't. We have so many hiccups through the course of our lives that we sometimes forget to breath. I suppose the simple answer to my quandry is to slow down and focus on one thing at a time.

Of course, if I focused on one thing at a time, my son would live in his pajamas, I'd be unemployed, and my house would be dirtier than a frat house. So, for now, I have to live with my forgetfulness and having to apologize to those who are the receiving end of it.