Sunday, January 28, 2007

slugs

ZAslug slug slugabed. It is cold and rainy, and we are on the couch and have not moved. Nate is curled up next to me, and we're snuggling and watching tv. He has a cold, so I am using it as an excuse to hang out on the couch for hours at a time. Lazy daze. So lazy, I am going to let him do a blog entry:

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Very good Nate. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzaaazzanmsssssssszzzqqq1aa5nbbmopiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyyyyyyyyyyyeasssssssssssssssss eeeessq

Monday, January 22, 2007

Where to begin

Boys & Girls, calm yourselves I am back from winter hiatus. Back along with all the great shows like Heroes, Ugly Betty and Battlestar Galactica. We nearly had a big problem since Blogger finally integrated with Google, requiring a sign in using Google passwords. I do have one, but it took a while to remember it.

I am finding more and more that I am losing my mind- not going insane or anything, just losing my memory. It started when I was pregnant with Nate. I just got more absent-minded. After he was born it got really bad, and I could not remember or focus on anything other than his last nursing schedule. It got a little better, but now I just feel as though my brain has gone slightly spongy.

I can recite the name of every member of Bob the Builder's team, recognize every child in Nate's class and name at least 17 different species that reside in the rainforest. However, I have lost the ability to remember any computer/internet account password. I don't remember what I am doing in a room half the time, even though I am sure I walked in to do something purposeful. I throw a load of laundry in, forget it is there and don't remember until days later. I rarely know what day of the week it is, even though I need to since we have a different activity & schedule each day that rely on me being somewhere to pick or drop a child off.

Is this because I am not working and don't have an Outlook calendar in front of me 9 hours a day, or are there mothering hormones that cause my brain to do this? Or, is there something more insidious going on and I should get on Alzheimers meds now!

Matt is getting annoyed with me since he thinks I am just not concentrating or listening. But truly, I am. I just can't seem to hold onto a thought more than a few minutes. And, while many of you may be sniggering about my reckless high-school/college extra-curricular activities; let me remind you that, "It is one thing to spark up a doobie and get laced at parties, but it is quite another to be fried all day. "

Is anyone else experiencing this "Mom" brain, or do I need to call a doctor. What kind of doctor do you call anyway for memory loss? Email me answers, since I won't remember any phone calls!