As promised, stellar examples of my baby brain in action.
- Forgetting to pack Miss5 any snacks when she started Kindergarten...for an ENTIRE WEEK before the teacher pulled me aside to ask if I was having financial difficulties providing a snack for her. Total and utter humiliation and shame (that it was just crap parenting and forgetfulness, not something legitimate like financial hardship)...followed by cupcakes and pancakes for the entire class the next week to make up for it...and prove I was financially 'flushed' enough to buy a packet cake and shake-and-bake pancake mix to shout the entire class.
- Forgetting to take Miss5 to school just the other week...on only the SECOND day of the year...as in the day after the first day.
- Forgetting to take Miss5's lunch to school, because I couldn't read the writing in front of my face that said it was actually a full day of school, not a half day.
- Forgetting to pick Miss5 up from school...and that happened more than once - I would be deliriously happy and un-pestered at home, until I glanced at the clock and realised school was finishing NOW (or...you know...5-10 minutes prior).
- Reversing out of my driveway....and I know you're all expecting me to say "and forgetting the kids" - but you're wrong (as if!), instead I would be at the end of my driveway, still in Reverse, and I have no idea where I'm going in the 3-5 seconds it's taken me to reverse.
- Alternatively, reversing out of my driveway and not having a clue how to get to my destination - that I've frequented daily or weekly for the past...oh, you know....10-15 years. But in my defence, I have a really lousy sense of direction, so this one was possible even before having kids.
- Regularly leaving the oven on without anything in it. That's what I get for trying to be all domestically superhero-ish and starting dinner early - by turning on the oven to pre-heat, and then only remembering after Hubby's come home with takeaway, everyone's eaten, the kids are in bed and Hubby notices the heat coming off the oven when he goes into the kitchen a few HOURS later to get something.
- Forgetting standard, weekly appointments. Miss5 does dancing and swimming. Has done for a while now. Buggered if I can remember which one falls on which day and what time they start and finish.
- Forgetting entire conversations. The same day they took place. I lose a LOT of arguments with this one. It is very upsetting for me to not always be right. Like I used to be.
- Going to the airport in the middle of the night to pick up my parents. Three days in a row. No, there wasn't a massive flight delay, no they didn't change their flight. I just got the wrong day. Three days in a row.
- Forgetting where I've parked the car. I had to phone Hubby in tears once because someone had stolen our car. I was completely beside myself. I was adamant I had checked the entire shopping centre car park for the car. Nowhere, gone. Hubby left work to come and get me...and pulled up next to me, pointing exactly 2 rows behind where I was standing - to my car.
And the sad thing is, none of this is exaggerated or made up. All of it has happened in the last 5 years, and this is only scratching the surface. I've done or fogotten to do so much more - but I couldn't possibly list it all, because it may tarnish the image you all have of me as super intelligent and with-it.
And...well...I've probably forgotten lots of it too.
So now I'm going to throw this one open to everyone else -
What do you think of Baby Brain?
Have you suffered from it?
DOES IT EVER STOP OR GO AWAY?
And do you have any of your own stories about it?
I'd love to publish some guest posts from my fellow witty, intelligent and totally with-it Mummy types (before I lose my marbles and forget I even wrote this).