Mommy Brain
Posted on April 1st, 2008 – 11:06 AMBy May Chen
We’re having sleep issues with Maya, as you know from my grousing earlier this week. Last night was no different.
Now I’m sitting at my desk in the newsroom, looking down at the green pants I pulled on this morning and it dawns on me that it’s the same pair Maya peed on as she sat on my lap last Sunday. And no, I haven’t washed them.
Tell us your Mommy and Daddy Brain stories.
11 Responses to "Mommy Brain"
Does putting popsicles in the pantry and cereal in the freezer count? Yep. Full-fledged Mommy Brain as a result of my growing girl @ the milk dispenser oh, every 2 hours during the night.
This is not necessarily mommy brain, but tired of cleaning up after two projectile-spitters: calling the dog over to lick up a pile of spit-up off the floor. How disgusting is that?
O.k., that dog spit-up thing is hilarious.
With a 4 and a 2 year old I am only now beginning to *not* have food on me every day when I go to work (I think–who knows what’s going on behind me?).
The funniest thing I did was in the first month after #2 was born. I was applying nipple cream and thinking ‘wow, I should put this on the radiator more often, it’s so much softer’ when I looked down and realized I was putting tooth paste on my boobs instead.
Hope it wasn’t minty. Ouch.
In response to Sherry’s question about what’s going on behind her . . .
I once got home from work and discovered that I had spent the entire day with a very clear, very white (on black pants), toddler-sized yogurt handprint on my butt.
By the way, Jennifer, have you seen the list of “bad mommy” things on one of the about.com parenting chat forums? You should post your doggie vomit thing to that!
Here’s the link - some are fun to read, with others I think: that’s BAD?!?!?
http://forums.about.com/n/pfx/forum.aspx?tsn=1&nav=messages&webtag=ab-babyparent&tid=33946
Mine is about my husband: I knew he was ’shot’ for the day when he put our son’s diaper on backwards! I noticed it about an hour later when I had to change him because his diaper had leaked. He claimed that it was because it was a new brand…I know better than that!
Jennifer, we did that too. In fact, our dog would come running from clear across the house if he heard spit up.
My toddler likes to give me hugs all the time. I thought this was so sweet until I realized recently that he is just wiping his nose on me. I wonder how many times I’ve gone to work this way…
While my preemie daughter was in the NICU, I went back to work to save my maternity leave for after her discharge. I was having to wake up every few hours at night to pump, plus working full time, taking care of a just-barely-3-year-old, and 3 large dogs. Hubby was taking care of laundry and meals. Plus we were both making frequent trips to the hospital to visit our new daughter. Life was hectic to say the least.
I work for a judge who likes to start court proceedings at 8 a.m. on the dot. I was extremely proud of myself one morning because I had rolled out of bed early enough to 1) pump, 2) shower, 3) take care of dogs, and 4) awaken sleeping toddler and get her dressed for daycare with just enough time to spare to get me to work on time for the 8:00 trial. I had my daughter in her coat, boots, hat, and gloves, with the obligatory Dora backpack ready to go. I turned around to grab my coat and luckily just happened to look down and notice that I was still wearing my pajamas! That would have been an interesting arrival at the courthouse.
I once thought I was stuck in a public restroom. Just as I was about to panic after several tries at pulling open the door, jiggling it this way and that, it occured to my I had not unlocked it…opps.
