Baby Brain

Baby brain is a concept and a term that I have neither discovered nor coined. It refers to the degradation of your brain when you’re with your baby too much. It’s somewhat laughable the idea of being with my daughter too much, but there it is. As a communications technician, I had become accustomed to technical, critical, on – the – spot thinking, usually in a crisis situation. I was capable of complex thoughts and keeping complex information for immediate recall. I had to learn to do that to be a good technician. Now that I’m a daddy all I really care about is when she was fed last, and do we have enough diapers, and enough wipes, and really really simple things like that. I now suffer from baby brain. I seem to have completely lost the ability to think. We just moved into a new house, and if I’m ever abducted and left in the desert to be picked up by the local Ranger, I will be screwed because I won’t be able to tell the guy my address. If I ever end up in jail, my ‘one phone call’ will be to 411 to look myself up. I tell you, it’s sad. I miss my brain.

I’m told that someday my brain will come back. Someday I’ll be able to remember my zip code, and program the thermostat without calling customer support. I look forward to that day. Until that day, I am going to consider the loss of my mind just another sacrifice I make for my daughter. I make it easily and happily, and I would do it 100 times over if she needed it. That doesn’t mean I don’t miss it. I fear that soon I won’t be able to complete a sentence. That oughtta make this blog interesting soon, if nothing else.

Would I rather have my mind back and not be absolutely knocked out of my boots when she smiles at me? Nope. I like things the way they are. She deserves it that way. I'm wondering now if Baby Brain is nature's way of kinda numbing me so I'm more suited for raising a child.