Mom Brain

I’ve been sitting here staring at a blank page for almost an hour now. My brain literally will not work. I can’t think. There’s nothing running through my head. That says a lot considering there’s always at least one hundred things running through my head at all times. Did I lock the door, are the dogs outside, is my son’s dentist appointment today. You know the usual mom things. It’s the perfect example of the mom brain.

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People talk a lot about the dreaded pregnancy brain, but what about the mom brain? The brain that goes from superhuman to completely blank and checked out for the day. It can happen so quick too. One minute you’re on top of your game and the next you can’t even comprehend what your child is saying to you. It’s like your body is telling you to slow down and rest, but you’re a mom. There’s no time to rest when appointments need scheduled, the house needs cleaned, children need help wit homework, dinner needs cooked, lunches need made for tomorrow. There’s always a million things on your mind and something always needs done.

When I get up in the morning I get to work on my to do list. I start working, cleaning, cooking, helping with distance learning, all the things that need to get done. It usually only takes a couple hours and then I’m free….Free as in done with everything I need to do, but I’m still momming. That job never ends. I’m not exhausting myself. I’m not working myself to the bone. I’m simple just doing what needs to get done on a day to day basis. Of course some days are a bit busier than others, but it never gets too busy. It doesn’t matter how busy I am though, by the end of the day I’m completely checked out.

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For me the pregnancy brain wasn’t really that bad. Nothing compared to what it is now. I think part of that is due to having to remember and do so much more than I did then. When I was pregnant with my son, my mom took care of all the appointments and everything else that was important. When I was pregnant with my daughter I only had one child to take care of. Now I’m older and have two children to take care of. I have to deal wit hall the appointments, school, everything while also working myself. By the end of most days, I’m completely tapped out. My brain shuts off and I’m done. I can’t think, hardly hear anyone talk to me, I’m just out of it.

I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I’ve walked into a room and not remembered why I went in there. Then the second I walk out I remember and have to go back. It’s like a weird memory wiping doorway. Haha. No but seriously the struggle is real. Mom brain is a real pain in the butt. I hold onto so much information. Birth dates, appointment schedules, who’s allergic to what, medications, health ailments. You name it, I have it stored, but I can’t ever remember that cool idea I had or why I walked into the room.

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Mom brain, a crazy side effect of this amazing journey we are on or a sign we need to slow down and take a break? Whatever it is it’s crazy. Sometimes you’re on top of your game and totally crushing it, the next you can’t remember why you walked into a room or you’ve checked out for the day. It’s not always the worst, but it definitely doesn’t make things easier. I will embrace it for now because it’s a sign I’m a thriving mom that remembers the important stuff. Maybe why I walked into that room wasn’t important. Who knows.

Published by Ky

I'm a mom of 2 beautiful kiddos. I love to write and was inspired by a close friend to interview moms and share the good, the bad, and the ugly of motherhood. Email us to share your good, bad, sad, inspiring, or funny story. You may just be featured on our blog and Facebook page.

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