Apparently I’ve turned into a scatter brained mother.
I’m blaming it on my kids.
It’s the only explanation I can come up with. I never used to have a focusing problem, well except when I was supposed to be writing a paper or studying for some giant test and would instead decide that I HAD to clean my room first. But that wasn’t a focus problem, more like an evasion technique. I very much enjoy having time to work on one project and keep working on it until it is done. It is one of the things I MISS in my life since having children. I used to eat meals hours late just so I could finish up what I was doing and check another job of the list. So explain to me this morning…
This morning I am blissfully alone, John is out sitting in a tree with a friend and the girls are at their grandparents. I got to sleep in, although just to what time I got to sleep in is hard to say what with Daylight Savings Time messing with life again, but that’s a whole different story.Then I decided I should make some sweet potato muffins for breakfast so that there would be some to share when John and his friend finally get blown out of their trees and until they got here I would work on one of my Christmas presents I’m making.
So I…
-checked the computer and found it was stalled out
-restarted the computer
-started water for tea
-started fire
-checked on computer
-preheated oven
-made tea
-checked fire
-did outside chores
-ate leftovers for breakfast while checking e-mail
-remembered the muffins and the preheated oven
-got half the ingredients ready
-realized I hadn’t fed the dogs
-fed the dogs
-let the dogs out
-washed three dishes
-continued making the muffins
-let Piper back in
-put the muffins in a tin without little paper liners, (why I do not know, I love paper liners, muffins should always have paper liners)
-washed three more dishes
-remembered the project
-sat down on the computer to look up directions
-wrote a blog about how I can’t focus
So back to the children, here is my theory. After multiple years of being unable to focus on any one thing for more than three minutes without hearing; “MOM,” unidentified screaming, or “Guess What?” I think it’s now just become habit that I must completely change direction in what I am doing every few minutes whether I need to or not.
Good thing we are picking the girls up tonight so tomorrow morning when it takes me 2 hours to make breakfast I’ve got a good excuse.
Now what was I going to do?
Behind the Willows 
With you 100% on this one.
Cara it’s great to hear from you again! And great to hear that it’s not just me! 🙂
How about we blame it on age? I have this problem without the reason!
We could do that too! Age, mothering, too windy of a day, it’s gotta be something!
You have every right to blame it on mothering. I was organized and very productive at getting my projects done at one time in my life!
You still seem awful productive to me! I saw you got your garlic planted this fall… mine is still looking at me guiltly everytime I pass it by in the mudroom on my way to go do something else!
Hahahahaha….story of my life now…minus the kiddos.
What! You mean it dosen’t get better once they all grow up and go away?!!?
Jessie,
Jenny shared your blog with me. I taught Robbie and Charlie 4K and hope to teach Henry and the little one on the way! I have 2 daughters as well, ages 2 1/2 and 5 1/2. I really enjoy your posts about the girls as I can relate so well! I’m sure the “scatter brain mother” thing is perfectly normal. This is how I function at home, in the classroom, grocery shopping, etc. However, it’s amazing how much we mothers can accomplish as we’re “wandering” all over the place!
Claudine
Hi Claudine,
Thanks for reading! And your right it is amazing what we can accomplish as we “wander”!
So true, so true. One thing that you have going for you that I seem to be lacking is some kind of drive or ambition to even start the projects. I usually simply think of them, imagine how cool it would be to get it done and bask for a moment in the pleasurable glory of how I *would* feel *if* I were to actually complete that project. Then, I sigh and walk out of the room because I don’t remember why I was in there in the first place.
😀