Mental Potpourri

So I'm faced with the dilemma of having too many topics on my mind. My husband thinks I should just pick one of them and "there's always another day". Easy for him to say. He'd just love for me to eradicate one of my 'brain topics' from the daily barrage I spew at him upon his arrival home. I am sorry, I am home alone with a baby all day long. It is fun and interesting and she is lively and entertaining but the conversation, I have to be honest, lacks. We have been excited the past two weeks about the word 'Bubbles' being slurred out of her tiny mouth.
I feel like I have had brain-rot for the past 20 months and am just beginning to experience the beauty of cognitive functioning once again. Other mothers told me my brain would come back but I was unable to fully process what they were saying. Usually I was just staring at them with my brain screaming "I THINK THIS PERSON KNOWS I AM NOT STUPID AND UNDERSTANDS ME RIGHT NOW!!!"

So there's that whole mommy-hood thing to talk about. Then there is my concern over the environment, relationships, teenagers (we have a 16 year old boy), spirituality, friendship, love, health, fitness, weight loss......do you see what I mean? It is really hard to pick just one topic to talk about at a time. It is sort of like when you walk into a specialty ice cream shop and there are all these innovative homemade flavors to pick from and you cannot decide. You know that you may be able to get away with a double or even a triple scoop without looking like a lunatic but you still want to order the party sundae that comes with 15 scoops so you can have all the flavors. Maybe I need a reminder that I can always come back another day for another scoop!! They do not have to all be eaten on the same visit. But still, the dilemma of which one to try first!?

I want to pick a topic that other people give a damn about also. I suppose that is the risk of writing. Writing what you care about and hoping that at least one other person understands and feels the same way. But then, on the other hand, I guess the beauty of writing is that when you do share what you are feeling and living, it will ultimately connect with others because after all, we are not so different.