Blame It on Baby
This morning I woke up to the realization that I missed an appointment on Friday. Last week I noticed I had forgotten to complete an important task, but I’ll remain vague about that one for legal reasons. I also let a bill slip my mind last month. I don’t want to use the 3-month-old baby as an excuse, but I will…to a point. Fatigue and baby brain can’t be blamed for all my forgetfulness, but she is my fifth baby. For six of us, I am responsible for: bill payments, doctor appointments, parent-teacher conferences, project due dates, work deadlines and all the other stuff you know about because you do them too. The problem is that I have never even been organized enough for one person. I have taken a class, read (ok, skimmed) books on the subject, and tuned into every related superficial segment on talk shows and morning programs. Maybe my subconscious self is prioritizing, then forgetting the events which I can’t realistically handle. Or I need to manage my schedule better. Or I have a brain condition about which I have forgotten. Whatever, the reason, if I’ve blown you off in the past four months, I’m so sorry. If it happened before that, I’m probably also sorry.

