Monosyllabic

Guest post by Jenna

It just dawned on me the other day how much dumber I have become since being a mom.  Don't get me wrong - I can quote you the names of the best baby foods, the prices on diapers each week, and the pros of breastfeeding past one year of age, all without breaking a sweat or taking a breath.  [inhale!]  But, I cannot manage to remember all those wonderful words I used to know.  I know there's a song about that.. and I've forgotten it, too.

I was in Bible study discussing how Abraham left his home land and had to travel to a new land for most of his life.  I told my group, "I love the allusion.. no, the illustrious… no, the allegory? NO!  What is that word?"  So I went on and didn't use the word, but conveyed that I loved how Abraham had to trust God even in the midst of having to leave all the people he knew and trusted, and sought a world beyond this world - a heavenly world - as his ultimate home.  One sweet lady in her 80s, sharp as a tack, completely broke all my viewpoints of losing memory as you grow older when she spoke up and said, "You mean 'illustration', dear."  Oh.  Yeah.  Silly me, I thought illustrations were pictures in kids' books, because that seems to be All I Know right now.

Do any of you know what I mean?  All day I hear these words:  "Mom.Dad.No.Yes.Mine.That.