CommuterMom: Who Needs a Wallet?!?!
What “they” don’t tell you about baby brain is that your brain doesn’t necessarily bounce back to normal once the baby is born.
Lists have become a necessity in my life, rather than just a nice organizational tool. After being back at work for three weeks, I realized I had to create a list of what to pack each morning before I left; with such a long commute I don’t have the luxury of turning around for a forgotten item. I came to that realization after leaving CommuterGirl’s change of clothes at home, often forgetting a clean sheet for her crib, leaving my wallet in the diaper bag at school for the third time. Yes, the third time. The first two times I realized my wallet was at school after spending 30 minutes of my lunch break filling up the cart at the grocery store. You’d think I’d have learned after the first abandoned shopping cart. The third wallet-less incident was a little worse. I was driving to work and realized I needed gas…really needed gas. CommuterDad had to leave work at 8:45, drive 15 minutes and meet me so he could buy my gas.
The first thing on my “going to work” list…mommy’s wallet.
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2 comments:
I am definitely with you there! I suspect that my brain has shrank to pea size after the births. Now I prepare a list for everything and remain forgetful. For instance, this morning I remembered to dig out the two books due at the library and brought them to the breakfast table, meant to take with me. And you can probably guess, 10 minutes after leaving home, I was patting my head for not taking them.
I set a lot of actions in outlook calendar to remind me, and with some wiggle room. What I have been trying is to set routines and habits, try to iron everything into my biological system instead of counting on my poor brain to remember them. Works better this way but still with mischives here and there. :)
I got pulled over for speeding, and when the officer asked for my license, I reached into my purse to get it, only to realize that it was still packed in the diaper bag for the weekend, which was at home! I thought I was going to get in trouble for that one too, but luckily I told him my story and he just gave me a ticket for speeding and a verbal warning for not having my license. Maybe he has encountered mommy brain before?
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