I tend to pride myself on not getting “pregnancy brain”, that annoying condition where you loose the ability to multi, or even single, task without getting something wrong. When I was pregnant with C I kept the blunders to a minimum, not doing anything truly noticeable until the week before going into labor. This time, if today is anything to go by, I have a feeling the stakes are going to be a little higher.
This morning I sat with C and gave her a nebulizer treatment. After ten minutes I noticed that the steam had stopped and I turned the machine off. That’s when I started to wonder if I’d even put the medicine in. I looked around to see if the capsule was open, and I couldn’t find it. I shrugged it off and went to brush my hair. I changed three times (can’t help it, nothing fits!), found my shoes and came back to get C. That’s when I found the unopened capsule. Neb treatment take two. C and I are ten minutes late leaving the house.
I get to work and proceed to make a long to-do list for myself. It’s amazing how much I have to get done. First on the list: delete a defective program and reinstall it. Easy enough you’d think. But no. Instead of deleting the free program I delete the expensive one with a similar name. I had to admit my mistake to the executive director. Oops.
An hour later it’s time for our weekly office Yoga class. I grab my workout bag. Bonus! I remembered to put a clean t-shirt and pants in it. Bummer! I pulled my sports bra out and left it on the bed. I distinctly remember pulling it out and thinking “I don’t need this!” No idea what I was thinking. It was only 11am.
The rest of the day followed in the same vein. Silly, absent minded mistakes right and left. Amazingly enough I managed to do a lot of the things on the to-do list, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to double check my work tomorrow. Of course, that’s assuming that tomorrow my brain decides to join me for the day…