We’re leaving tomorrow morning for a 10-day trip to see our family (read: fodder for future blog entries), and I am responsible for packing up our stuff. Normally that would be a task I could handle, but I’m running on not-much sleep and I’m just a tiny bit overwhelmed by all of the crap I’m supposed to remember. 

I’ve made some lists. For example, I had to write down on a piece of paper to remember to pack food for my infant. 

Now … this is a time when those crazy breastfeeders who burned me at the stake would probably jump to remind me that if I were breastfeeding, I wouldn’t have to “remember” to “bring food” for my infant.

I had a point. But alas, I didn’t write it down anywhere.