Since I have been blogging I have become increasingly frustrated with my brain.
I have found more and more often that brilliant ideas come to me at the randomist of times and those times are normally when I am least prepared.
Now whether that is because I am a mother to a 5 yr old and a 18 month old and that most the time I can barely hear myself speak let alone think I don't know.
For instance I had a great idea whilst I was in the bath and the ideas kept flowing, until it came to me actually forming them into something material and I couldn't remember for the life of me what they were.
They were probably the best ideas Ive ever had and now they've gone like the steam in my bath....evaporated!
Now I have succumbed to walking around with a notebook and pen in case I get caught short as it were.
I find myself wittering on to myself , scribbling madly into my little book of nonsense like a crazy person.
Like now for example its 1.50am in the morning and I find myself wide awake writing this down to be formed into a post at a later date.
Anyway I put it down to baby brain, but I gleefully announce I am having the time of my life creatively and my brain hasn't worked this hard in a long time time, and that can only be a good thing....right?