You're not the only one with + Working memory

a few poetic musings for moms

You’re not the only one with

a mom butt / mom bangs / under-eye circles / scowl lines / extra weight / low energy / brain fog / a caffeine addiction / a chocolate habit / a body that has forgotten what “normal” feels like
 
a messy house / an entryway littered with shoes / too much stuff crammed into your closets / overdue library books / a stack of unopened mail / dirty windows / laundry everywhere / a long-list of home and garden projects

a child (or several) who needs a bath / a nail trim / a haircut / a follow-up at the doctor or dentist / new shoes / longer pants / more fruits and vegetables / less time on screens / more time outside

a head-full of need-tos / a loud inner critic / big dreams you are saving until / the kids are older / the debts are paid / permission is granted / you feel ready / you have more time / until / until / until

Working Memory

I have 43 tabs open on my laptop 
and 89 on my phone...
What does this say about me 
and my brain? 

I close one, but soon 
find a reason to open 3 more—
I might need to go back, 
re-read something I already forgot. 

My memory cannot retain 
132 tabs-worth of information,
at once, but it’s easier to press 
a (+) than an (x).

What? You want to know 
what I plan to make for dinner? 
I'm sorry, my dinner ideas are 
at least 20 tabs back.

Maybe I should have titled the second one, Tell me I’m not the only one who can’t figure out what to make for dinner, again, which leads me to an important question…

What are you making for dinner tonight? How about tomorrow?

Tell me I’m not the only one!

Love,