Trial and Error
One year ago today was my official due date. I was 40 weeks pregnant, exhausted and the biggest scatter brain ever.
Today two out of three of those traits have hung around.
I guess exhaustion and absent mindedness go hand in hand, but I swear my IQ has dropped 20 points since expecting.
Don’t call Social Services on me, but once I was boiling bottle nipples on the stove-top (to sterilize, not eat) and accidentally left the burner on for over 30 minutes, unattended while I ran an errand with the babe.
When I came home the flame was out but the gas still on and the nipples melted onto the pot they were in. (Seriously, don’t judge me. I felt horrible.)
Thankfully things like that don't happen daily.
I am often running around the house trying to get things together before heading out the door somewhere though. I am so unorganized and having so many items I need to tote along with me just to head to the grocery store does not help me out.
Then once I'm at the store checking out, Natalie starts crying for me to hold her. I pick her up, put things on the conveyor belt, drop things, accidentally bump Natalie's head on the magazine stand while picking things up, try soothing her and then feel like punching the lady behind me in the face for rolling her eyes and moving to the line next to us.
I honestly don't know how moms with multiple kids manage everything. I feel like goddamn Superwoman when I can get my act together enough to not set things on fire, let alone actually get things I need to do done.
I guess it just means I’m too preoccupied with Natalie to really pay much attention to anything else (or that my brain isn’t big enough to handle even the most simple tasks, I don’t fucking know) but most days I just feel like a hot mess.
I'm a happy, loving hot mess that wouldn't trade motherhood for anything in the world but it would be nice to have my act just slightly more together.
I'm working on it though, one mistake at a time.
What's been your biggest "doh!" moment?