Well, all of that memory machismo is coming back to bite me in the hippocampus!
The moment I found out I was pregnant with our first child it was as if the amneisa fairy hit me over the head. My memory skills deteriorated slowly -- starting with small things like, 'where did I put my keys? or 'what time is my appointment next Monday?' but as time passed, another prgancy came along, and three kids were now underfoot, my memory has become....well, non-existant. Now I ask myself questions like, 'why did I just come upstairs?' -- 'did I eat lunch today?' -- 'what month is it?' honest.
I do think a big part of my memory regression has to do with the actual hormonal changes that happen during pregnancy that, despite what anyone says, do not come completely back to 'normal' (neither does your figure....but that's a whole different entry...) -- and, I think a HUGE part of the regression can be attributed to the fact that as a mom, you have to remember things not only for yourself but for your children and (depending on how 'memory challeneged' he is) your husband as well -- that's a lot of info to cram and actually be able to hold on to!
Why am I bringing all of this up? Well, remember how I used to laugh in the face of post-it notes...they are now my lifeline! Only, lately, with the start of my quilting adventures, I have graduated from the post-it note to full sheets of printer paper! My terrible memory, combined with the fact that I am a 100% visual learner has created an almost embarrasing stack of 'notes' for the quilts I make....this is just one of three sheets I have mapped out for my latest project. Oh, and as if that wasn't bad enough....did I mention I am TERRIBLE at math (...the foundation of quilting)?