Ahhh, the blackout.
The phenomenon that happens to all new moms, and plagues us for anywhere from 2-10+ years after your child is born. For some, it never goes away.
It's that moment when you walk into a room with the intention to do/grab/make/change something, and like a magician waving his magic wand, "POOF".....the thought is gone.
Gone. Evaporated. Vanished into thin air.
You stand there in the blackout, trying to remember why you entered the room. What was it you were coming in here to do? Ok, let's retrace our steps. You back out of the room, searching for triggers that will remind you why you went in there in the first place.
But sadly, it's gone. Sometimes forever.
My fave is when you're mid conversation with someone, and like a crow that is attracted to a shiny object, something draws your attention elsewhere, and you forget MID SENTENCE