“Lost: My Mind. Reward if Found” by Jennifer M.

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coffee-cupTo hear me tell it, my son is a math genius and my daughter is an artistic prodigy.

How did my elementary school-age children get so amazingly brilliant? By draining me of every useful brain cell. Really, I’m pretty sure I have two brain cells left to rub together, and they’re only serviceable for making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and cleaning mystery drips off the floor before my dog licks them.

In my Life B.C. (a.k.a. life before children) I’d like to think I could put together the occasional rational thought. I had topics of conversation delved from time to think and reflect – opinions on politics, dissections of popular movies I’d seen, first-hand perspectives on new trendy restaurants.

Now, just making a pot of coffee in the morning is a feat of mental gymnastics. I mean, how can I be expected to remember the order of filter, coffee grounds, water, “on” button when I’m also combing beautifully-curly-but-forever-knotted-hair, quibbling over available breakfast choices and begging my children to put their shoes on (and on the correct feet!) for school? I need a cup of coffee to manage this information and yet I can’t seem to make that magical brown sustenance appear. Drip, damn you, drip!

My only hope is to teach my brilliant offspring how to make coffee and hope they’ll take mercy on their poor, batty mother.

I thought once both my children were in public school (take that preschool tuition!) five days a week, I would have many glorious hours to sit down at my laptop and really get to work. Write the great American novel! Write personal essays that stir the soul! Delve into meaty journalistic assignments that would put to shame the soft features I wrote while my kids were younger!

And yet when faced with a blank screen and a blinking cursor… nothing. The dirty dishes call out from the sink. The stack of school forms that still need to be completed teeter next to my computer. The emails from busy PTA moms looking for more volunteers blare in my inbox.

My “Words with Friends” games aren’t going to play themselves!

How am I supposed to tune out this static? No really. I’m asking for a friend.

Life P.C. (a.k.a. life post-children) is one where I wonder what I did with all that time Life B.C. Why did I not write the great American novel when I had the time to stay up late and sleep in? When weekends weren’t laden with soccer games and children’s birthday parties? How and why did I waste my precious relative youth?

These questions are too much for me to process. I might need another cup of coffee.



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2 responses to ““Lost: My Mind. Reward if Found” by Jennifer M.

  1. Harvey Baron

    Good writer. Nice sense of humor. XxxxPops

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  2. I feel your pain. Not only has my daughter stolen my brain, but she’s stolen all my energy too! I’m pretty sure that children are mutants with some sort of energy draining superpower. I was going to write a research grant on the topic, but have neither the energy nor the brainpower to put pen to paper.