Wait…that crazy lady is me

Being that Jo goes everywhere with me, I’ve grown used to talking to her (and by that I mean having a running narrative of our daily encounters). So much so, that on a recent food store trip that I somehow managed to be childless and I caught myself having a full blown conversation….to myself! And for the record I am not talking a one worder, we are talking FULL conversation. I believe, what I had would be considered an out of body experience. First, I heard this women.rambeling, then I noticed the frightened faces and the condensending smile of the clerk. Only to realize it was all getting directed at me! Turns out, Mom talking to baby = sweet, lady talking to herself = crazy.
Hey, don’t judge me! I am a sleep deprieved mom! 🙂

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