My Brain is Still Here; It’s Just a Little Slow

Last night I fell asleep putting my Rachel to sleep at about 8 pm. I didn’t wake up again until around 10ish when Thomas needed to nurse. I promptly fell asleep next to him. After a later noshing session (around 2:30 a.m.), I found myself wide awake. A random ticker tape of thoughts traveled through my mind. I wish I could say I was dreaming up the perfect plot to that novel I’m going to write one of these days or that the Holy Spirit was moving me and I’d discovered some profound, spiritual truth to take with me during my Lenten journey.

Instead, oddly enough, I wondered out of the blue, “Did I use the word ‘insensitivity’ instead of ‘sensitiviy’ in my breastfeeding post about food sensitivity in infants?”

Surely not, I told myself, because I reviewed that post several times before I published it, and someone would have dropped me a kind note telling me I’d used the wrong word.

I felt parched, so I slipped out of bed to get a drink, and I kept thinking about it. (OCD much?) I grabbed my phone, visited my blog, and sure enough, not only had I used the incorrect term “food insensitivity” once by mistake, but I had used it every single time in my post and even in the combox. Sheesh. Perhaps in the back (way, way, way back) of my mind I was worried my post might come off as insensitive to moms who have babies with real food sensitivities or those moms who suspect their little one is fussy because of the sauerkraut they ate.

Whatever the case, I needed to get over it. Not a big deal, I thought. So I swallowed my pride. It actually went down fairly easily. Motherhood has a way of humbling you. Although if I wasn’t prideful at all, I probably would have just left my errors for the online world to see, but I didn’t. I went back and changed all (I think) of the “insensitivities” to “sensitivities,” and then I decided that rather than cursing my blob of a brain, I should celebrate that it’s not completely MIA. It’s just extremely sluggish, and it frequently kicks in to high gear and starts “working” at odd hours in the morning when it should be resting. Weird.

The funny thing is I was recently chatting with a very good friend of mine who is also the mom to wakeful, young children, and I mentioned how I’ve just had to get over the fact that I make mindless typos and mistakes in my blog posts. She subscribes to my blog via email and told me she must be just as tired because she never notices any mistakes. This friend of mine is pretty brilliant, so this definitely eased my mushy mind. I suppose it’s a good thing that a big bulk of my readership consists of moms who are probably just as sleep deprived as I am and aren’t looking for perfect prose. They’re not waiting to catch my mistakes either.

I’ll leave you with a peaceful, sleepy image that just makes you just want to curl up in bed and not pander to random thoughts about mental blunders you’ve made but instead be grateful for all the reasons you’re a little on the tired side these days.

Have a wonderful, restful weekend!


 I captured this moment during a recent visit to my parents’. The girls were hanging out in Gaba and Papa’s big bed, watching a movie. Thomas and Ivy, my parent’s yellow Lab, were with us and decided to take a little snooze together.

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6 Responses to “My Brain is Still Here; It’s Just a Little Slow”
  1. Diapeepees says:

    I think my mind constantly scans for writing mistakes. Yesterday, I got out of bed after midnight realizing that I had repeated a word in a post, and needed to go change it so that I could have some word variation. I think writers brains just work like this. I used to do the same when I was a journalist. Constantly reliving my article in my head, hoping I didn’t spell anyone’s name wrong or make a factual error. I think it’s because I always knew I could be fired if I got something wrong.

  2. sara says:

    I noticed the food “insenstivities”, Kate. :-) But I knew what you meant and that you were probably just the tired mother of a newborn and other small children. I hope the mothers who struggle with food “sensitivities” knew that, too! I think it’s inevitable that when we talk, or blog, we’re sometimes going to stay awake at night worry about what we said. Lol.

  3. All will be well. You remembered to dress, feed, and love your children. It’s okay if you mix up a word in your posts. Hey at least you were consistent :) If time permits, sometimes reading posts aloud helps me to catch things I might not otherwise pick up on, especially when pressed for time. The picture is absolutely adorable!

  4. Lol I totally didn’t even notice the insenstitivites thing.
    And I alllllways fall asleep putting my son to sleep-ever since we moved him to his own bed. It’s so frustrating to always wake up in the middle of the night with a sore neck in his bed (I need to buy myself a pillow for his bed, but I always convince myself maybe if I am less comfortable I won’t fall asleep as quickly. It doesn’t work.) I miss co-sleeping in my own bed. I was always able to get him asleep quickly and go wash dishes and stuff. Now? not so much.

  5. Rachel says:

    I just love the picture of the lab napping with the kids, at my house simply replace dog with cat and that is pretty much what you’ll see on a regular basis… so sweet!

  6. Joy says:

    So cute!!!! We’re in the process of finding our 12 year old dog a forever home, and this pic just pulled at my heart-strings!

    Warmest regards,
    Pardon My Poppet ~ Pip Squeaks from the Mummy-verse!

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