A few months ago, I wrote about an alarming disease that I am coming down with. There really isn’t a cure for it-at least not for 18-20 years, and its “sister disease” is commonly called Mommy Brain. My condition is Mommy Alzheimer’s.
With Mommy Brain, a mother’s memory doesn’t seem like it holds as much as it used to. Or the poor affected mother may find it necessary to start writing notes to herself, to help her remember important things- like what to get a the grocery store, and the name and password of her blog. With Mommy Alzheimer’s the disease goes a step further. The poor affected mother, me just blanks out important day-to-day things. Things that are so basic, no note serving as a reminder should be necessary, but sadly the affected mother deterioates to the point where she must carry the jumbo size sticky notes to help replace her memory.
I recently had another disturbing episode of Mommy Alzheimer’s. Last Saturday we decided to take the boys to the railroad museum. I was getting the boys dressed in their overalls. After they were dressed I noticed that the pair of Ryan’s underwear that I had taken out of the drawer for him to wear, was still on the floor. I knew he had on his nighttime undies (boxer shorts) and didn’t want to undo his overalls and take his shoes off, just to change him from boxers to briefs.
About three hours later, after he had run around the entire museum, Ryan need a potty break. We were in the bathroom stall and I undid his overalls, and guess what? No underwear! Ryan was going commando! Mommy Alzheimer’s has stuck again, and it robbed me of the ability to remember to put underwear on my son.
I dread and hate to see what will happen during the next episode- I hope a cure is discovered soon. Stay tuned…