You know your brain is on overload when...

You change your one year old, leaving her bare to air out for a bit, but then completely forget to put her diaper back on.  Instead, ten minutes later, you blithely snap up her outfit, bundle her into the car for a grocery trip, and don't even notice until you are back home and your husband points out, "why is the baby all wet?"

To LW's everlasting credit, she managed to hold it for some two hours until we were home and not in public anymore. 

Really - I shudder to think of the awful sort of mess (literal, not figurative mess) that could have happened.  And the embarrassment.  And the accompanying need to never shop at the conveniently located store again.

I knew this sort of thing (not this exact thing, but this genre of things) went along with the territory of having kids.  I just figured it would be some 4 or 5 kids down the road when I started to lose it, not on my first... the first is supposed to be the one that you keep immaculate records about, and keep meticulous care of, and would never, ever forget to put a diaper on.

Heaven help me once I do have that 4th or 5th child...