I’m not losing my mind, I’m just a new mom.
Mom brain is very real, my friend. Once upon a time, I had a great memory (don’t let my husband or parents tell you otherwise!). But seriously, I’ve always prided myself on having my act together.
Then Sawyer came along and said, “no mom, sorry, that can’t happen anymore.”
In cleaning off the counters, I tried to put a pen in the dishwasher.
Keys have ended up in the pockets of jackets I don’t wear.
Pacifiers have been found in the most random of places.
I’ve left the house with mascara on one eye only.
I’ve walked out the door without shoes…more than once.
I had read about Mom Brain and thought that as Sawyer got a bit older, it’d fade. HA. Mom brain is a cruel mistress who taunts me as I’m making plans and says, “Yeah, you’re probably going to forget that.” And it hasn’t faded.
So I’ve had to reevaluate how I go about things. I’ve had to slow down a lot. I double-check and triple-check everything constantly just to make sure I haven’t left a stove on or water running. I make lists about what lists I need.
This is my new normal. I’ve always kept a paper planner, but it has gotten even more detailed in the last few months. I’ve become more purposeful in how I schedule things in order to make it easier on myself. I’m trying not to take on too much at one time.
Yet despite the brain fog, I absolutely love my new normal: there’s a little boy napping upstairs who smiles when he sees me and laughs easily. I wouldn’t give that up for anything.