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These horses are the source of a running joke in my family.
Between a week of vacation and a week of cruddy crud this little corner of the web has been woefully silent. Unfortunately the cruddy crud has not vacated my body, and I am still hacking away, hence why I'm still up when clearly I should be sleeping. But I think that's another story for another day because today {bum ba da bum da duuuum} I am finally going to share something with you that I have been meaning to write for weeks...Maybe even months. Fitting, I'd say. 

Why is it fitting, you ask? Well let me tell you: I have this theory about pregnancy brain. You've heard of it? If not, here's a quick summary. Pregnancy brain occurs in women who are pregnant (shocker, I know); what happens is it seems as though her memory suddenly is not what it once was, her train of thought is constantly getting derailed...

But as I was saying, I have this theory. I don't think the brain ever fully recovers from pregnancy brain, it seems - at least in my case - that there are lingering effects. I have to believe this because I am not that old and there is no other reasonable explanation for thoughts to just vanish into thin air, only to return in the middle of the night where it's akin to tossing it back into a black hole of nothingness. Super. 

I'm not alone in this thinking either. I've discussed this with other mothers and they agree - the pregnancy brain doesn't seem to rebound all the way...Kind of like the waistline, come to think of it. 

So what does this all mean? I don't really know, just something that's been bouncing around my melon for some time and because this is my little corner of the web, I get to do with it what I wish, so there you go. 

In other mindful meanderings, I - and I'm totally not being a smart ankle when I say this - have kind of forgotten where else I was going to go with this. I swear. Non-pregnant-pregnancy brain indeed. Although, in this case I'm perfectly willing to place the blame on lack of sleep and a face that feels like it wants to fall off with each cough. 

I can tell you this, though. That vacation I was on? My little family of three traveled to Minnesota with my parents for a week. We went to some Twins games, rocked the Mall of America, and most importantly my beautiful husband finally got to see some truly important things. You know, like Salem Sue, the largest Holstein cow or those horses on the capital building...But no, in all seriousness, I finally got to show him my gramma's house. And even though we couldn't go inside, we got the requisite pictures out front, and that makes my heart happy. 

Can I just tell you that my daughter just might be the best traveler ever? I mean, wow, what a champ. Granted I can't imagine traveling that distance without movies, but still she was a rock star. On top of that, little miss cautious went on the Log Chute, which is a big kid ride with a steep drop. No tears, no screams - a completely terrified facial expression, but seriously - Rock. Star. 

I know I'm not totally great about letting you know here when new stuff has been published over in Examiner.com land, but as always, I invite you to wander over and see what's been going on that you might love. And hey, if you join my Facebook Fan Page, Parenting, Kid Talk, and TV Moms you'll never miss a step - I always post links there. I hope you'll pop over there anyways, we've been sitting at 45 peeps for some time, and it's time to grow! 

Until next time, wishing you lots of love, laughter, and silliness. 

~ Billings Early Childhood/Parenting Examiner
~ National TV Moms Examiner




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