This past week I had a serious case of Mommy brain. I scheduled The First Mate's 18 month well visit. Then I realized The Captain couldn't go, so I rescheduled. That's no big deal you're saying. Who cares? Well there was another problem with the appointment.
My son is only 17 months old.
I forgot how old he was!
I've already gone over the reasons I should walk the plank as a mom before, but this time I've really done it. I am possibly the worst mom ever, at least that's how I feel. How could I forget how old my own (and only) child is?
In an effort to take some of the
1. February: This stupid month is too short and throws everyone out of whack. It is also one of the busiest months at work, so life got pretty hectic. I blame the craziness that is February for my discombobulation.
2. Citrus Lane: Why? Well they ship boxes on the 15th of each month and each box is specific to your child's age. The First Mate was born early in the month, so they round him up in their system. If you are unfamiliar with Citrus Lane go visit them through my referral link. If you choose to subscribe you'll save $10.
|See, they told me he was older!|
3. Sleep Deprivation: If you've seen some of my posts about sleep (Only in My Dreams, Midnight Mutiny, All I Want for Christmas is My Son to Sleep), then you know I get very little of it. I think this plays a big part in my occasional brain failure. In fact, I think it may be the leading cause in this and most other Mommy brain occurrences.
Have you ever suffered from Mommy brain or I-suck-as-a-mom-itis?