This morning I’ve been so productive! And I’ve been a little proud of myself actually – upbeat attitude, happy munchkins, laundry underway. Oh yea, I’m going to accomplish the entire to-do list today, that’s right. 😉
It was after I loaded the dryer when it happened. I turned the knob to “Automatic-More Dry” and hit “Start”— and nothing. It would start. I checked to make sure the adjustment knob wasn’t turned to far one way…I hit “Start” again- nothing. Again I pressed the button in desperation- no such luck. How could this happen? Four kids and a husband that often comes home covered in a sawdust and mud mixture- why me?
I just stared at the offensive appliance for probably two minutes. How could you do this to me? Haven’t I been good to you? I actually read your obnoxious manual and clean your lint filter religiously! –I felt so betrayed.
I climbed on top of the traitor to peek behind and make sure the cord was plugged in appropriately, and undamaged. Fine- not a single part was out of place. Frustrated and very aware of the wet clothes staring back at me inside, I climbed back down, glared at my now enemy, then went in search of my phone.
After two very upset messages to my husband I faced off with the traitor once again. Sighing in exasperation and staring at those wet clothes, I contemplated what I could do. It was supposed to rain all day so hanging them outside wasn’t an option. Maybe I could hang them on the shower rods in the bathrooms? Maybe, maybe. I stood there thinking for probably five minutes, wondering how long it would take to be fixed, if it could be fixed, and how much a new machine would cost us.
Thats when I saw it. The source of my troubles. In front of me, plain as day, the entire time.
The door was open. The DOOR was OPEN.
Are you freaking kidding me?
Quickly, I text my husband “crisis averted”- and wondered if it would be immoral to tell him when he inevitably asked that I had pushed the plug back in to the socket. Can I do that?
Another sigh, I knew I would confess to him my blunder.
Again, a sigh, another pregnancy brain moment.
Yes, it does exist- pregnancy brain or momnesia affects many women starting in the first trimester and lasting for sometimes months after delivery. From the hormones to the stress, lack of sleep, and intense multitasking it does have an impact on our usual functionality. It’s incredibly frustrating – don’t mommies have enough to worry about?
To the other moms suffering out there, know you’re not alone – and to those blissfully untainted – take pity, be nice, and give a mom a hug.
Remember ladies – don’t forget to see the humor in it all. Put a sticky note on the fridge if need be. Laugh. 😉