Mommy brain strikes again...

I would never trade in being a mom, I love Sam and I don't regret it for a moment. But sometimes the side effects of pregnancy and motherhood can be slightly annoying. Like "mommy brain" - a term I'd never heard, and certainly could not relate to until I entered the realm of motherhood. It astounds me at how absentminded and forgetful I can be, especially since Tim used to tease me and tell me I had the memory of an elephant....This afternoon mommy brain really got me.

I arrived at the park in downtown Barrie around 12:30 to meet some friends for a picnic with our babies. One of my friends had already arrived and she walked over to my car to greet me. I chatted away with her as I took the stroller out of the trunk, pulled gear out of the car, stuffed it in the stroller, attached Sam's carseat into the stroller, put my purse in the trunk, grabbed my diaper bag and locked the car. As we walked away from the car I realized I had forgotten Sam's hat. Now normally when I leave my purse in the trunk, I put the keys in the diaper bag. I reached into the diaper bag, but found no keys. I distinctly remembered throwing the keys into something, but since they weren't in the diaper bag, I must have put them in my purse. Which was locked in the trunk. And the car was locked. Sigh.

Thankfully my friend Ashley had a cell phone, so I called Tim and asked if he could bring the spare key to open the car. I felt awful because Tim has a HUGE project due tomorrow and was in work mode. While we were waiting for Tim to arrive, we set up our picnic and started eating. I kept my eyes open for Tim, and when I saw his car I went to meet him and get the spare key. After a quick hello Tim went on his way and I went over to the car to retrieve my keys. I checked my purse in the trunk first. No keys. I opened the driver's side door, checked the ignition, under the seats. No keys. I checked the rest of the car and my purse AGAIN. No keys. I walked back to the picnic spot a little perplexed and tore through my diaper bag. No keys. In desperation I emptied the bottom of the stroller. Sure enough, I had thrown the keys into the basket on the bottom of the stroller and then proceeded to pile all sorts of blankets and other baby paraphernalia on top. Don't ask me what I was thinking, because obviously I wasn't....at least my keys were safe! :)