I AM...
absolutely losing my mind. It's probably not that big of a shock to most of you to hear this, but I'm still a little sad about it.
Scene 1: Hallie needs a diaper change. Desperately. So, we get out the stuff, lay her down, unfasten her, pinch my nose, wipe and wipe and wipe, fold up the yucky diaper, and then this is my key piece of evidence. I get up to throw the yucky diaper away, and then I walked away from her. Devin, watching me, says, "Honey? Aren't you going to put a new diaper on her?" I turn around, and realize that I had just left her lying there, staring at me, completely open to the world, with no safety net whatsoever. Luckily, she's mostly past the age of random spurts of urine, but it still happens. I don't know what I was thinking.
Scene 2: We forgot to get a few items at the grocery store on Saturday when we did our shopping, and they were key items that we were completely out of by Monday, such as dish soap, body soap, and Pine Sol. So, of course, I went to the store. I put the three items on the conveyer belt thingie, paid for them, had a nice little chat with the lady about how cute Hallie is, took my receipt, and this is the key piece of evidence: I then just walked away. Luckily my items were still sitting there when I went back a few minutes later, but seriously...
I am losing it.
Scene 1: Hallie needs a diaper change. Desperately. So, we get out the stuff, lay her down, unfasten her, pinch my nose, wipe and wipe and wipe, fold up the yucky diaper, and then this is my key piece of evidence. I get up to throw the yucky diaper away, and then I walked away from her. Devin, watching me, says, "Honey? Aren't you going to put a new diaper on her?" I turn around, and realize that I had just left her lying there, staring at me, completely open to the world, with no safety net whatsoever. Luckily, she's mostly past the age of random spurts of urine, but it still happens. I don't know what I was thinking.
Scene 2: We forgot to get a few items at the grocery store on Saturday when we did our shopping, and they were key items that we were completely out of by Monday, such as dish soap, body soap, and Pine Sol. So, of course, I went to the store. I put the three items on the conveyer belt thingie, paid for them, had a nice little chat with the lady about how cute Hallie is, took my receipt, and this is the key piece of evidence: I then just walked away. Luckily my items were still sitting there when I went back a few minutes later, but seriously...
I am losing it.
Thursday: I lost my debit card (had to call and cancel it, luckily no other charges were made) and forgot my bag of purchases at Target (cashier met me a few steps away and handed it to me). Why was I at Target while on vacation? Collin had pooped on EVERY outfit I'd brought for him to wear, and I had to buy him more clothes. Yes, you aren't the only one losing it! Motherhood does this to us.
ReplyDeleteScene 2 is a frequent occurrence in my life. That or I'll get to the store to pick up the forgotten items, remember something else and get that but forget the original forgotten items again!
ReplyDeletei really thought you meant that you left your groceries AND Hallie. i laughed out loud in the computer lab either way. you are too much. i have seen these things happen to you before, not so sure it is a motherhood thing, but i am sure that doesnt help. :) that's why i love ya.
ReplyDeleteHaha. That's funny. And you're not losing it. You're just umm so excited about writing your story that you can't focus on minor details. You would have remembered to diaper up Hallie eventually!
ReplyDeleteI'm not a mother, yet frequently do similar things... perhaps we are all losing it...
ReplyDeleteThis confirms my deduction: having a child gives the mother ADD. I swear that before I had children I could start something and then finish it, or remember why I went to the store, upstairs, in the living room. Lack of sleep is also a cause of forgetfulness. I worried for a while that I was getting Alzheimer's. Then I heard a great definition: if you can't remember where you left the keys, the phone, your purse, that is forgetfulness. It's only Alzheimer's if you can't remember what keys are for, or you can't remember how to use the phone, or why you have a purse. That made me feel better.
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