My first major 'mom-brain slip up' happened on this past Sunday morning.
Chris had to be to church early, so it was my job to get Ezra fed and dressed and to pack him some food for later before I headed out the door around 9:15 AM. While doing all of this, I also had to get myself dressed and ready- and it's not as easy as you would think because Ezra tends to become personally offended when I do anything that doesn't involve him... (i.e. changing into clothes or brushing my teeth.)
So, I thought I had everything under control and I left the house a little early so I could get some coffee before I went up to the church. Everything was going smoothly.
When I got to Starbucks, I thought people might have been looking at me a little strangely, but I brushed it off because they were pretty much all young, college aged kids like myself, and young people like that almost ALWAYS look at me and Ezra with a combination of awe and horror... I can see it in their eyes.... they are thinking, "Dear Lord, I'm probably the same age as that girl and I can't even IMAGINE having a kid..." It's like you can almost see them putting themselves in your shoes and playing the "what if" tape in their minds. Then they kindof shudder and go back to their coffee and textbooks- but only after cranking up their iPods and shifting uneasily in their seats.
Anywho- I got my drink and we left Starbucks and headed up to the church. I walked into the sanctuary where Chris was finishing up practicing with Joel and the crew for worship, when suddenly a terrifying thought flashed through my mind. It was a premonition of sorts. I froze and slowly peered down at my feet. And sure enough....
I was wearing two different shoes.
It could have been a lot worse, I know... I could have been wearing a moon boot on one foot and a high heel on the other, but that still doesn't change the fact that I walked around in public with two different shoes on, does it? We all had a good laugh and discussed the possibility of my slip-up somehow starting the next big Hollywood fashion buzz, but what it all really boils down to is the fact that I am (quite simply) an absent-minded dweeby-faced mom-brain... and there's sure to be plenty more where that came from. *chuckle chuckle*