Yesterday, following dinner, my two-year-old asked me for milk. I remember getting the sippy cup and pouring the milk into it. I remember handing it to her, as she whined beside my feet. I don't remember putting the half gallon of soy milk back into the refrigerator. That's not strange, you may think. I often forget those monotonous details of my day. True, I would agree...it isn't unusual to forget the little details. What is strange, however, is completely forgetting to put the milk back into the refrigerator, where it belongs. Yet, this morning, when I opened the cupboard to grab a new sippy cup, this is what I saw- an entire half gallon of soy milk sitting beside the cups, at room temperature, having sat there all night.
I wanted to pull my hair right out of my head and scream at myself. What was I thinking? How could I forget to put the milk away? Now, not only do I have a dozen things to do today- I also have to go to the grocery store and buy more milk to replace the brand new container I just opened yesterday!
Seriously...what is wrong with me? Am I suffering from mommy fatigue, or early onset dementia, or is it possible that I am just too exhausted to function properly. It is a Monday, and although we barely did anything on Sunday, I am physically and mentally wiped out. I am dangerously approaching the edge where I will cry if Sesame Street doesn't start on time. My son was whining before school because he wanted to wear his green coat that transforms him into "All Clothes Boy," his superhero alter ego, my daughter couldn't go to school because she has a 101 temperature, and the fear of Swine Flu is weighing down on me, making me believe that any sniffle is a sure sign that someone's brought it home. My toddler is still refusing to sleep at night and is now getting a stuffy nose, did I mention she is really strong-willed and ambivalent lately? And my husband was stressing out about being late for a meeting. Combine this with the fact that I had a 7:30 a.m. physical therapy appointment, and I wonder why I don't forget to put the milk away more often.
1 comments:
I love your blogs Melissa. Perhaps because I can relate so well. I too am feeling exhausted this Monday after a weekend of nothing. Two sick, coughing kiddos and 3 of the last 5 nights spent in the recliner so Grady wouldn't cough and gag. So today at Costco, when I realized that I had forgotten my coupon book AFTER my cart was full of "stuff", I nearly sat down next to the 30 lb bag of rice and sobbed.
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