Mama Brain

The Stash ... My Brain on Ice

Pregnancy brain. I don't think I'll ever recover. If I do, I think it will be when my kiddos are adults.


I never recovered after having my daughter (who will be 3 in a few months). I casually explain to others that it must have lingered into the postpartum period because I breastfed. 


All my smarts are being siphoned right into my kiddos. They will be brilliant (not saying I ever was, but if they have their own brains plus mine...). Me, on the other hand? Not so much.




With each breastfeeding session, I become a little dumber.

Six Years Ago Today, I Said Yes

It was far from the engagement that goes viral. 

It won't be liked and shared on Facebook.

It will never be posted on YouTube to be watched over 29 million times (not kidding. That engagement exists).

Melancholy and Mental Piles

I read through my last post and that day was a great day for me.

Days like today, the piles I'm between are the piles of my mind. I've learned that sleep (in the range of 8 hours or more) is essential to my being able to be in a positive mindset.

I remember back to being in junior high or high school and having a stay over at a friend's house. My parents would always give me a hard time the next day because I would be so. cranky. They always said, "Next time you won't be able to go for a sleep over if you keep up this attitude!" or something parental like that.

Yes, mom and dad, I understand why you said that. I can remember how cranky I could be but didn't want to admit that it was because of lack of sleep. Not that I was fooling anyone.