Arrrrr..... Brrraaaaiiiinnnnnsssss.......

I feel like a zombie. Having a baby in the house is supposed to be one of the most wonderful, warm and fuzzy moments of your life. Whoever said that must have had a wet nurse. Sure, you get the warm and fuzzies when they laugh and smile at you, but most of the time you're sleep deprived and can't remember where you left... well, anything. You wake up in the morning staggering around the house. It takes you longer for your brain to boot up than an old pc with windows 3.1.

Friday night my mother in law watched the older three girls so that Chris and I could get some sleep. Woohoo!! Sleep!  .... Capuchin had other ideas. She kept me up in the middle of the night, I handed her off to Chris early morning, and then she kept sticking her heels into my ribs so I got up around six. So neither of us got any valuable sleep. It's like they know........

To top off another sleep deprived day, I got a ticket yesterday.... For what, you say? Speeding? Nope. Running a light? Nope. My tag was due in December. I told the cop we moved and didn't get the reminders. I told him I just went to the tag agency last month, renewed our other car and updated our address. Had they told me another car was overdue, obviously, I would have paid it. He didn't care. Chalk one more crappy thing up to zombie mama brain.

He told me I was lucky because he could have the car impounded since it had been so long... Now, wait a minute. I've had plenty of other cops driving behind me over the last three plus months which makes me wonder if they wait on purpose. Doesn't it make you wonder? Are they trained - "Ignore it until we can impound it and get more money!" I wonder if the only reason he didn't is he realized it was a car full of children.

What has happened to you when you had zombie brain? What did you forget to do? What happened?