Exercising my right brain...

Being out of the workplace since Cole's birth and thus with a severe reduction in my mental and social stimulation for the better part of year, I find myself stumbling at "tasks" I once was very proficient at such as speaking in complete sentences!

For a time, I could use the excuse of sleep deprivation when I would begin a conversation only to find midway through a chat that my focus had drifted and I couldn't remember what it was I was actually chatting about. We are STILL sleep deprived, due to our little engine with the everlasting energy (despite his lack of naps and his abnormally early wakeup hour). However I no longer feel I can blame my foggy mental state on my sad sleep status. So to make things easier on myself I just fault my elementary level (once honed and sharp as a tack) left brain skills on becoming a mom.

All but a year ago, I was able to stay organized WITHOUT the assistance of post-it notes but with a now serious lapse in my short term memory, I have a pad of the yellow stick-ems with me at all times. I used to keep the running grocery list tucked in my left cerebral lobe, now I have to keep it tacked on the refrigerator or I have the tendency to misplace it.

Somewhere in the transition on December 6, 2006, it is now my belief that the Fairy of New Moms came and filled my left brain with sand and filled my right brain with "mom dust". This "mom dust" as I fondly refer to it has allowed me to find my silly side, one capable of singing off tune new verses to "Hush Little Baby", ones that the original lyricist would probably find quite creative. All I know is that out of my mouth comes nursery rhymes and stories regurgitated as if I studied up in preparation so a surge of right brain synapses are now firing. I have gone from discussing legal formatting to babbling nonsense. All that matters is that Cole seems to understand as he shrieks in sheer delight, responds in kind, and shoots me his million dollar smile.