How It Goes.

I was at work and I was talking to someone who told me they went to see Avatar. I told them that I heard (read, on Twitter, but I don't tell THEM that, so you all become 'people I know,' etc.) that the promo was misleading and that the movie was very good.

'It was great,' She said. 'Who directed it, again?' I asked. She couldn't remember. 'Isn't his name just very easy, plain?' she said. 'I don't remember,' I answered.

And then I thought of this guy I know, the husband of a colleague, whose name is Joe Smith.  His wife and I have had a couple conversations about how he has trouble making reservations sometimes because people don't believe him, they think he's faking. 'Who would do that to a kid?' She says.

Later, I was driving home, after I got an ominous text that read 'No Nap,' referring to The Toddler.  On NPR was an investigative reporter who wrote a series called, 'Disposable Army' about civilian contractors who get hurt or killed helping to fight the two wars in which this country is engaged.  He was talking about how the insurance companies are basically getting paid for nothing and that there's no network or support for these people.  Half of all claims are initially denied.  And it made me think of insurance and how I really, really sometimes feel like it's SUCH a RACKET.

And then I got home and The Toddler was still awake (shocking!) and I sang her lullabies after the World Record for BEST EVER welcome home. (Think SUPER excited puppy who can talk with real words.)  The babysitter was bouncing The Baby and he was dozing (also shocking!)

After The Man left to go to baseball (*cough*TryingToHoldOntoHisYouth*cough*) I put The Baby in the swing and got my dinner. After some high-pitched whining, he fell asleep in the swing. (REALLY shocking!)

I slept on the couch for an hour or so and then he woke up and I gave him his medicine and he fell back to sleep but he'd taken my spot, so I left him on the couch (all trussed up and not going anywhere) and went to bed.  After another hour and a half, The Man brought The Baby in to the room to change him and give him to me to nurse.

I put him in the bed with me, both of us still drowsy, and he latched on and started to do his thing and as we were warm and cozy and he was nursing and I was dozing, I thought this:

James Cameron.

Comments

[Kerrie]

So been there.(Except I only have one kid...who am I...)

[Secret Mom Thoughts]

Ain't that the truth.

[The Domestic Goddess]

I always remember the crap I've forgotten all day just when I'm about to fall asleep. Sheesh.

[MidLifeMama]

It is usually 2am when I remember the thing I can't remember. I know someone whose last name is Kidd, and their sons are Sam and Joe. Joe Kidd. That just makes me laugh. Poor kid. See? It is just a joke waiting to happen.

[BMom]

Ha! Loved this as it happens to me all. the. time. I'll be at work, we'll try to remember someone or think of something and all day long it'll haunt me, floating in and out of my memory. I'll go to bed...be nearly asleep... and VOILA! I remember. I used to joke I needed to keep a pen and paper by my bedside for all the things I remember near sleep. And I agree with the posters above too, the shower seems to be the other place my memory kicks in. Must be when we finally slow down enough our brain cells can pull those things out of our memory.

Great post - thanks for sharing.

[BOSSY]

Off the subject of James Cameron, and breast feeding, and kids napping, and insurance companies, and NPR, and commutes from work, and baseball, and baby swings, and medicine, and movie reviews: Bossy always has this fear, when she gives her name at a restaurant, that they're calling it out but Bossy can't hear it. So Bossy stands right at the elbow of the restaurant's hostess, because they LOVE when you do that.

xoxoxoxoxox

[Keila]

Mama Bud - what is even funnier is that I call these shower moments something specifc, like there is a name for it and for the love of God I can't think of what I call it:) Maybe I will remember in the shower:)

[Mama Bub]

A big resounding YES to Keila's shower thoughts. That's about the only place I can remember anything, and short of steam writing it on the mirror, there's no chance of those thoughts making it out of the shower with me.

[Swistle]

I like this. It's like poetry, but makes more sense.

[Keila]

Now that my friend is the thinking patter of a brand new mom:)

I do that all the time but in the shower. I have all of these amazing thoughts and great plans and awesome conversations BUT in the shower! Once I am out of the shower my brain turns back to boogers and all that awesomeness is gone.

I wish that I had a waterproof list making device so tath I can write down all this awesome:)

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K