Okay, today I've officially earned the right to wear the dunce cap.
After yet another night of dismal sleep, I found myself pushing the snooze button one too many times. As a result, I was rushing to get out the door and off to work post haste. I ensured I had my purse, coat, mittens - it was a frigid 30 degrees this morning - and even a few bills that needed to be paid and mailed.
I scurried to my frost-covered car and drove off in a mad dash to beat the clock. Traffic was kind and I pulled into my parking spot just as the clock struck 9. It was then I looked to my passenger seat and had an epiphany.
I had forgotten my breastpump.
Luckily, I had just breastfed a half hour previously and was able to put in a couple of hours' work before making the trek back home to retrieve it. It was quite a fun lunch break to spend 50 minutes driving and 10 minutes scarfing down Subway.
I guess I should start using post-it note reminders or checklists now that my preggo brain has resurfaced.
Monday, November 24, 2008
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3 comments:
I was absolutely reading that first paragraph thinking you had forgotten your CHILD! Ha! Then I literally gasped and said out loud, 'phew! just the breastpump!'
I could see how that could be a problem- glad you got it in time before your boobs exploded :)
J
argh!! There's nothing more frustrating!
I often forgot the caps to the bottles..imagine driving home trying not to spill your precious milk!
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