My friend’s daughters stayed with me last night and I swear to you…at one point in time? I forgot they were here! That either says a lot about their silence while they hung out watching TV in LilZ’s room, or it says even more about how I am a complete moron. I actually opened the door to LilZ’s room and did a double take when I saw the kids in there. Like, Wait. What? Why are they here again? I had probably picked them up an hour earlier and we spent 20 minutes playing in the front yard. It’s not like I grabbed them and dumped them in LilZ’s room and didn’t look at them afterwards. We made daisy chains (with weeds) and ate popsicles.
In other words? The results are in: I’m a complete moron.
I’ll never stop pointing out how pregnancy makes me so much more of an idiot that I am on a normal day. I mean – I have my share of brain farts whether I’m gestating or not – but when I’m pregnant? It seems very easy for my brain to simply shut down. Which is kinda scary when you have human lives depending on you.
(Note to Stace: I promise your kids were still safe! LilZ and MrZ were still home so no worries! They would have covered my ass if I had done something stupid like set fire to the house!)
We’re less than two weeks away from Baby Time. My brain will have no choice but to reactivate at that point. And if it doesn’t? My permanent tagline on this site will be, “Come for the donuts, stay to read about the stupid shit I did today.”
Sigh, I can’t even use placenta brain as an excuse for my forgetfulness.
At least you have an excuse! I have no excuse for why my 7 year old is the one reminding me of things. But thank goodness for him is all I have to say!
I am going to blame my forgetfulness on your baby brain as well. That will work right?
I am like that, but I am not pregnant! I pretty much blame it on an undiagnosed case of ADD.
I survived my marathon on Sunday, fyi.
I have to ask how can it only be two weeks until AndyZ arrives? It seems like its all gone by very fast (but probably not to you?). Anyway I will be thinking of you all and checking in regularly. (((HUGS)))
Don’t feel bad… The funniest brain fart I ever had was a few years ago when my niece was still a baby, and my nephew mentioned something about his sister. I looked at him like he was crazy and said, “What are you talking about? You don’t have a sister!’
He looked at ME like I was crazy and said, “Yeah I do!”
I said, “Okay, WHO is your sister?”
He said, “ABBY!”
Oh yeah. That new kid. Got it.
Heh at least with Placenta Brain you have an excuse!
I have no baby on which to blame my idiotic moments.
Don’t worry, girl…. I’m not pregnant and I forgot they were there!!! haha
Sorry I didn’t call earlier… Choir concert, and I was afraid you had crashed by the time it was over. And again, thank you! thank you! THANK YOU for letting the girls hang!! I WUV U!!!!
BTW, I’m not still up on purpose…………. I had to work when we got home too!
Can I use that tag line if you don’t, ’cause really, it just sums me up perfectly. And I can’t blame it on placenta brain. *sighing resignedly*