Mom Brain

There comes a time after leaving the work force to stay home with your children that you realize that parenthood has ruined your brain.

LISTEN UP PEOPLE!!!! KIDS KILL BRAIN CELLS!!!!!!!

Before kids when you go out to a store you make yourself pretty.... Yeah that shit don't happen round here no more. Getting 3 kids somewhat presentable for public viewing and the struggle to get them all in the car and make it to the store all in one piece, Ain't nobody got time for that make-up and hair brushing shit. I'm lucky to remember pants and a bra. Hell who am I kidding? I rarely wear a bra any more, and just go to Wally World in my Pj's.

There once was a time when I could go out and have ACTUAL conversations.... with random people and NOT look like a psych ward escapee.

Now the whole moving my mouth and coherent words coming out of it thing... it just doesn't happen.

Outside of my kids.... I have nothing interesting to say.

However, if I could just stick with the inner webs I'm good to go. I can sure as fuck  type some somewhat sane things, but in the end they come out nonsensical as well.

On the rare occasions I go out.... gasp without my children, you may mistake me as a schizophrenia patient that is off her meds.

So if you see a poor bedraggled woman in the toilet paper isle in Wal-Mart, having a full blown conversation with herself about Charmin verses Quilted Northern toilet paper, that would be me. Just give me a pat on the back and tell me to get the Charmin..... and to go home and take my meds......

Summer ..... Yeah it sucks

Yeah the Little's love this time of year. No school, they can swim all the time, play outside all day, and catch lightening bugs at night.

For me.... yeah, not so much.

It's a sad reminder of the upcoming anniversary of the accident that took my Mom and Donnie. It's had to think of having a good time, when all I can think is that 5 years ago today they were still here.

I'm thinking I have to start back to school shopping for the older 2 Little's.

I have to work in my garden in unbelievable heat.

No matter what I can't seem to cool the house.

Fuck I still have to clean the house.

Gearing up for the Fall pageant season.... yeah they sucks too....

Then I have a rampaging 3 year old that is Hell bent on destroying what little sanity I have retained.

Everything the kids want to do takes money we don't have.

Plus the kids don't really get much of a Summer with me this year. Their SD is trying to make up time he missed during softball season. And school starts back the 13th of August.

Which lets face it... that's gay!!!

So our already paid for vacation is the 2nd week of a new school year and they will be starting the year off bad by missing a week of school.

Note to self

Yeah, that about sums it up.

There are days where I feel like an 80 year old Dementia patient. I completely forget what I am doing while I am doing it!

This little rant you're reading right now is because I had a severe memory lapse last night , that went unchecked till this morning. I left the oven on all night!!!

I think I need those little post it notes to remind me of things to do. You know like they do for alzheimer patients.

A little sign above the sink " Shut off water", over the stove " Make sure oven and all burners are off", " Lock the door", I will be overtaken by little fluorescent notes.

I will have no more space on my walls for family pictures. Which is fine, because at the rate I'm going, I won't even remember who these people are.

Of course it could be fun, I could leave notes like this for my Dear Hubby....