I've lost my mind, I'm not sure I'll ever get it back

I remember when I had Abby I expected my baby brain to go away and my regular brain to come back. And, just as people warned me would happen, it didn't. In fact, I lost a little bit with each one. But this last one? It feels like it completely eroded my brain. Case in point...

Last night I decided that we'd go to the fire department open house before Abby's swim meet, and after I worked all day. In the hurried effort to get out the door (kids eating in the car), I forgot my wallet--no driver's license, money, nothing. Then, this morning, I left my iPod and my book at home when going to the Y. I know that sounds small, but one of the reasons I work out is so that I can read! I mean, exercise for an hour without anything good to read? Ugh, it was drudgery.

I guess I'm just lucky I don't forget Ava. Unless you count that one time that Max had to really pee, so I took him in the gas station, took him to the bathroom, got back out to the car and realized, oh crap, I forgot Ava. (Please don't call child services on me!) I feel like a bus driver--check for sleeping children! Then there are times when I'm driving in the car and think uh oh. Did I leave her at home? And on Wednesdays when I'm driving to work, and I'm all alone, I have moments of panic at least three times because it's so quiet.

I'm sure I'll figure it out soon. Of course, if I can never find my keys, it will just never be a problem!