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As I ascended the 11 stairs from the garage into my home earlier today, I pondered the concept of 'multitasking'. Why the sudden mindless musing, you might well ask?
This particular thought came as I hoisted not only myself, but also my nine month-old daughter, my purse, five litres of fabric softener (that's a whole 'nother story), a laundry hamper and a 320 bulk packet of baby wipes into the house, all with my car keys clenched between my teeth. Once I relieved myself of all of these items, except for poor Fern who had slid by this point down somewhere around my legs and was clutching on for dear life. I simultaneously changed her nappy, unpacked the groceries, folded the washing, filled the dishwasher, phoned a friend and sorted the mail, all whilst mentally scrolling through my recipe roladex to decide what to make for dinner.
Before baby, my idea of multitasking was straightening my hair whilst applying my lipstick. Driving the car whilst
SMS'ing inserting a CD. Typing up an email whilst drinking a cup of tea. You know, that sort of thing.
Motherhood has changed my perception of multitasking, along with just about everything else I thought I knew. Motherhood takes the concept of multitasking to a whole new hemisphere, hell, a whole new stratosphere!
What's YOUR recent experience of multitasking?