Mommy Brain

Austin says I am old. He says I'm slow too but that is for a different post, one that ends with me sprawled out on the lawn red faced and sweating with Austin taunting me that "you missed me, you missed me, now you have to kiss me, ha ha ha ha". Anyway, he says I am old because I can't remember anything. I asked him to remind me to do something the other day, he said he could because he is young.

I really blame him for my lack of memory. I haven't been the same since pregnancy, and it got worse with each one. I think I was relatively smart before having kids. I could at least verbalize complete sentences that sounded half-way intelligent and could carry on conversations with other adults. Since pregnancy I haven't been the same. I can't think of the words I was going to say and most of my sentences end in a stammer. I often don't join conversations because of the fear that it will end with others looking at me strangely while I stare off into space with a confused look on my face trying to think of what I was talking about. The thoughts were there at one time, they just don't stick around.

One of my girlfriends is pregnant. I enjoy watching her struggle, it is funny when it is happening to someone else, and comforting as well. At least I am not the only one who lost brain cells. The sad part is they haven't come back. That worries me. I am not sure they ever will.

But truth be told it has been worth it. I may not be able to remember anything anymore, but I have two very wonderful little beings to help remind me of the important stuff. If I can only remember to tell them what it is they have to remind me of...