Knowing Where Things Are & Other Things I Miss

Knowing Where Things Are & Other Things I Miss

What do you miss most about the days before you became a mother. I miss sleeping really, really soundly. The smallest noises wake me up now! I liked the list that The Girl Next Door Drinks and Swears came up with in her "before" post. I agree with one a whole lot: I miss remembering why I walked into a room in the first place.

Some things were different before:

Where is my phone ?Before I was a mother, I could walk from one room to another and know exactly why I was there. I didn't put the milk in the pantry and the cereal in the refrigerator. I didn't have to hang up my phone so I could go look phone. I made complete sentences and they usually made sense. My brain cells (most of them anyway) worked as a team.

Before I was a mother, I grabbed my purse and walked out the door. I didn't need to go through the weekday morning drill that includes, "Do you have your lunch box, backpack, show and tell, book report, homework? Why are your shoes on the wrong feet? Did you brush your teeth? I think your shirt is on backwards. We'll try to remember to brush your hair tomorrow. Let me get the peanut butter off your forehead."

What do you miss?


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