I made a big error the other day. Like big, big. Like booking a trip during a week that I’m supposed to be somewhere else for work, somewhere where other people were depending on me to be there. The funny thing is is that I overbooked the first obligation with another commitment. I can’t be three places at one time and I have no idea how this mistake even happened. Because, yes, I’m seriously detailed at keeping a calendar (or so I thought).
Since having True, it’s one scheduling error after the next. I used to pride myself on being totally reliable, but now I’m missing appointments, forgetting carseats, losing my wallet, forgetting phone conferences, missing birthdays, losing important emails, and more. The silly part of all of this is that I don’t even realize that I’ve made the mistake until well after it’s already been made -I’m that oblivious.
A whole new world, being a mama. In an apology email I recently sent, I wrote, “I think it’s time I change my tagline from artist/author/possibilitarian to flaky/overbooked/mistake making mama. Someone told me recently it doesn’t get better, this new mama brain, but rather we just learn to cope with it better. I just feel bad for everyone else in my life who also has to learn to cope with my mistakes! Ah well, I’m learning not to sweat the small stuff.
So here’s to coping! And here’s to sweet little babies who laugh with mouths full of broccoli and make this flaky/overbooked/mistake making mama the happiest, proudest person on the planet. It’s all so very worth it. It really really is.
ps: this new painting is for you. yes, you.
xo, kelly rae