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People always joke about "mommy-brain", like you lose part of your brain when you gain a kid. I think that you don't lose your intellectual capacity -- it's just that so much more is demanded of it.

Sometimes I think that my brain will explode from all that I am trying to store in there -- remember swimsuit for Francis for Wed., remember to research the long-term effect of melatonin supplements, need to reschedule Stella's dentist appointment, ask Dan if he paid the Telus bill, do I still have to finish that presentation for work by Monday, need to follow up and see if Mom needs help on Saturday, talk to Katie's mom about organizing the BBQ (did she make the invitations?), remember to buy a baby shower gift for Charlotte ...

Pow! My head just exploded! I imagine it spiraling off in some kind of cartoonish way.

Why don't men have this problem? Why don't they set up playdates, remember the names of the caregivers at the daycare, buy the birthday presents? Maybe it is not important to them that Christiane is Aidan's sister? Maybe it is a Venus/Mars thing.

I don't know. What I do know is that I've tried almost every organizational tool (GoogleCalendar, Blackberry, Outlook, paper daytimer, big wall calendar) and still I am a rat running on a treadmill going too fast. Stick around, and maybe you will even witness my head going ...

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