I've been doing some research on "Baby Brain" in a feeble attempt to justify some of my odd behaviour following the birth of all of my children.
It has been a disturbing exercise because the experts now say that "Baby Brain" is generally just a myth. Well I beg to differ. I have performed Random Acts of Stupidity ("RAS") following the birth of every single one of my children and these RAS's have never been repeated outside those times. RAS are to be differentiated from what I would call normal lapses of memory like searching for the car keys when you are in fact holding them in your hand or forgetting whether you had already washed your hair with Shampoo so you end up washing it twice. Or is that just me?
RAS 1 - I made a cheesecake and drove it to my friends house for afternoon tea. Upon arrival I searched high and low for the cheesecake. I found it on the roof of the car. It was still in one piece.
RAS 2 - I filled the car up with petrol and realised I left my purse at home. Luckily the attendant knew where I lived so I was allowed to ring through my details when I got home. After this embarrassing mishap, instead of going home I just continued on as planned to the grocery store where I spent an hour filling up my trolley. D'oh! You can see where this is going can't you?
RAS 3 - I started tapping my fingers on the kitchen bench one morning waiting for the toaster to pop. Why was it taking so long? It appears I forgot to put the bread in. With this one I actually had the audacity to ask if the Kids already took the bread out of the Toaster - cue the looks of 4 frightened children as Mum has officially gone mad.
Well I managed to find one piece of research that at least reinforced that any forgetfulness is most likely the result of the mind being completely focussed on the new baby to the exclusion of other things. Comforting. At least my priorities were firmly in the right place.
But this doesn't help me for my final RAS which happened the week before last when I dropped the boys off at Kinder and passed the baby over to the Teacher for a cuddle. I then kissed the boys good-bye and walked out of the classroom to where my pram was waiting. I started to push the pram, and then promptly returned to the classroom to collect my baby.
Anyone else suffer from the odd RAS?