Forgetful much?

I really do find that after having children my memory isn't what it used to be. Give me people, names, faces and facts about those people's lives and I can remember them like my middle name. But give me a task and I am bound to forget if I don't write it down.

Just ask Big Daddy. He gets more than frustrated with me when he asks me to do something like say.... call the bank. Days and days go by and he comes home every night and asks me "did you call the bank today?" The answer was generally a "well, I forgot because...."
Big Daddy now knows to write this stuff down for me. Even then it is hit and miss.

But in general I do find I remember the important things, picking kids up, dropping them off, diaper changes, feeding them. Those kinds of things.

However, the last few days have been horrible. I don't know what my damage is? The other day I had started painting Addie's room. I was working away getting the walls prepared and it was around 1pm and my Mom called. While talking with her it dawned on me that I had to pick up Joseph after school. Until that moment I had been totally oblivious to the fact and had something not happened to shake me out of that mode I probably wouldn't have thought about it at all. It was the weirdest thing as my days Monday thru Friday revolve around picking up the kids at school. I guess it is a really good thing that the rule for our family is that if someone isn't there to pick you up after school you go to the program (schools in-house after school daycare). Joseph is spectacular with this rule, too much so some days.

So, I was just getting over my weird feeling of almost forgetting all about picking up Joseph when today's incident happened. I took the boys to school. I got Trent into the preschool room, got his shoes on and his cup out. We smooched good-bye and I was off. I chatted in the hallway with another Mom and headed out to the van, I got into the drivers seat and got all comfy and thought "this is weird, why is this weird?" Unbeknownst to me I was still holding Addie! Like how does that happen? I had totally forgotten to put Ad in her car seat. It was the weirdest feeling. I mean thankfully I didn't do something really dumb like leave her in the preschool room, or drive away with her on my lap. But jeez.

I hope that at the end of the day this is all worth it and my kids are really really smart because I think each one of them has sucked out 1/3 of my brain. Thus, leaving me with pretty much nothing left upstairs. Some days, it is just a hat-rack.