Olivia came up with a phrase for my constant forgetting: “You have Mom-term memory,” she teased.
She’s not wrong. This latest episode came after I walked from the kitchen to the computer and exclaimed, “What was I going to look up? I can’t remember.”
This kid of mine is a hoot.
I know there are a lot of studies about how pregnancy hormones affect a woman’s memory, but I would like to think moms regain their memory after the baby goes vertical.
I don’t know. It’s been one thing after another for me.
It’s constant fatigue for various reasons or monthly hormone spikes. I still eagerly await the day I can remember things better.
I have endless optimism. I feel like Hachi, the Japanese train station dog.
Oh, wait. What were we talking about?