Sometimes having 'Mom Brain' follows the widely accepted definitions of:
A) Not knowing where anything is at any given moment--especially the car keys or my debit card.
B) Being so distracted by making sure your child is safe, that you can't remember your own name
C) Mincing words, and leaving things in weird places because your brain just kind of feels like a pile of goo.
But I've found that in some ways, being a Mom has helped me out in a couple of areas. It's like suddenly I don't have time to dwell too much on my thoughts that can spiral into anxiety about performing well. And that has worked to my advantage.
Enter Running and Singing.
Today I celebrate my puddle-of-goo Mama Brain.
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