Last Tuesday I started experiencing what I can only call "mommy brain," which is a condition I didn't think I'd experience since I don't have hormones surging through my veins like pregnant moms.
First, I brought two left shoes to the gym for my 5 a.m. run. I nearly cried when I realized what I'd done because I knew I didn't have time to go home and get the correct shoes. So the entire 4 a.m. wake-up was a waste. I walked out to the gym floor holding the two lefties tethered together by a shoe string looking pouty and defeated. The trainer and running classmate laughed as we stared at my big black winter boots that clearly wouldn't make good running or even walking shoes.(Picture Bender's boots from The Breakfast Club.)
On Thursday, I got to the gym at 5 a.m. with a left and a right shoe. I got in a decent workout, and after I showered and was toweling off realized my work clothes were sitting in the car. Thankfully, I wore my sweatpants and sweatshirt as a cover-up since my running clothes are not really winter appropriate. So I put my sweats back on, drove to work and used the locker rooms there to change into more work appropriate attire.
On top of clothing mishaps, I forgot my cell phone twice, and I was supposed to bring my sister cookie cutters and a mixer last Wednesday, which I forgot as well. So is this "mommy's brain" caused by my thoughts being consumed with thoughts and plans for Rosie? Or is it a symptom of not being able to run for the past 3 weeks while I let my knee heal? Lack of endorphins do bad things to me. Or is it a combination of the those factors colliding with having to also prepare for Christmas? Who knows.
One thing is for sure, in one week from now we will have met Rosie. Maybe then my memory will start to come back? It's actually really bugging me as being organized, being planned for 5 years at a time is something I've found comforting--even if it's only so I can abruptly change those plans mid-way in.
The time line has also changed a bit. Rosie will move in the weekend of the 20th, which is when her quarter ends. This is actually a welcome change from Martin Luther King Day weekend because it gives us one more weekend to have her here for a sleepover.
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