Mommy Forgetful?

Ever think your losing your mind? At the Hearts at Home conference this year there was a speaker who talked about that very thing. The “Mystery of the stolen mind”, or something like that. Basically coming to the conclusion that as moms, our children wind up taking all our brain cells.


Well yesterday was definitely one of those days for me. I’ll skip all the small stuff and go right to the crazy thing I did. On my way to take Luke to PT, we stopped at the library. I dropped off a couple books and picked up a couple books. When we came out of the library I did my usual routine. One, put books on trunk, two wrestle Luke into car seat, three get DVD working (especially important since we had to go to PT an hour before his nap time), and four get in and drive away.

Anyone else see that I missed a step? I didn’t realize it until I got home with Luke from PT and was unloading the car. I thought I was going insane, where were those books? I know I got them, what did I do with them? Under the seat? NO! Behind Luke’s car seat? NO! In the trunk? NO! Then comes the mental filmstrip, running through everything I did at the library….only I don’t remember getting the books off the trunk!! Oh no!!

Thank the Lord my mother-in-law was here and watched the kids, while I raced to town and re-drove my path I made that morning. My angel was helping out my mind yesterday, because I found both books a few feet apart on the side of the road leading out of town. Somehow I made it about a mile and a half. Both were newer books, and one now looks like it got chewed up and spit out. I may need to pay a fine, but hopefully I won’t have to get a whole new book.

I blame having kids for this, but my husband simply shook he head and said I scare him and that I probably won’t be allowed to check out books anymore. They might even put a sign up with my face and one of those red lines through it.