Scrambled Egg Brain

Is your brain starting to feel like a scrambled egg or is it just me?
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Remember when you were little and you wanted to be a grown-up? It seemed like a pretty good plan. You were going to eat dessert first and stay up as late as you wanted. How hard could it be?

Well, I'm a grown-up now, and my head is exploding.

My brain is filled with warnings about lead paint and carbon monoxide alarms and the dirty dozen and whether or not all of our plastic is BPA free and what to do when your child gets stung by a bee and green cleaning products and the best way to get that stain out and what makes up a healthy school lunch and not to forget that school is a nut free zone and health forms that need to be filled out and whether or not we bought the right kind or organic milk.

Exploding. Seriously my brain is basically a scrambled egg at this point.

Did my mom feel like this? Probably to a point. I'm pretty sure that moms have always felt like there are a lot of things to keep track of. I'm convinced that time has brought more positive knowledge but with it has come a certain amount of pressure.

Knowledge is power, but at some point that knowledge can become overwhelming. How do you manage all of the choices that are out there for your family? Do you tune some of it out or do you feel like you're able to filter it only to pertain to what is valuable for you? Am I the only scrambled egg brain out there?

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