What kind of mother are you?

I have really been running on autopilot these last few weeks. Between running, scheduling nap times, meeting new friends, and planning "parenting group." I really just haven't felt 100%. Charlotte's stopped sleeping through the night which strangely coincides with the time I stopped using the box fan in her room because it was too cold. I'm secretly turning it on tonight and not telling Adam, (that's my version of a double blind study.) She's been cranky, and teething, and learning to walk.. and some days I just wonder how we both ate and made it through alive.

For example.. this is my favorite thing this week. Charlotte and I go running between 730 and 8 am so we can get back, both shower, and she can be napping between about 9-10 ish. This last week I was hurrying, and forgot to undress her before I jumped in the shower. So I was dripping water out the curtain as I tried to get her clothes/ diaper off and haul her in with me. I finally got down to those darn pants and was kinda shaking her up and down trying to get them off her ankles before I created Lake Powell's twin outside the tub. I remember watching them fall off, and I tossed her on my hip. I was just on autopilot from then on out. Wash, rinse, repeat. I scrubbed every inch of Charlotte with the lufa. Then we towel up, get out.. only to see the following picture


This sock is still on her foot. So I had it nice and clean, but it just makes me wonder sometimes.. what kind of mother are you that you didn't notice she was still wearing a sock (albeit a very clean sock after showering)??