I really can’t blame it all on grief.  It started with grad school, 3 1/2 years, all year round, and a 60 page masters thesis.  I remember talking with a friend who graduated with me two years out, and she asked if I felt like my brain function was worse since grad school, to which I replied with a resounding YES!  Then there were the children.  With each one, I joked that the placenta and brain got mixed up on the way out. Yes, I know, gross.  But seriously, true. Continue reading →