If I haven't called you.
If I haven't invited you for coffee.
If I forgot to tell you about the funny sign I saw the other day.
If I didn't read your post.
If I didn't invite you to dinner.
If we haven't spoken in two months.
If I don't remember your favorite color.
If I forget to show you a funny picture of the kids.
Don't take it personally. I had no idea, when lying there pregnant with the twins, that motherhood would take so much of me. I didn't realize that my brain would be occupied with kids, KIDS, KIDS! That I would barely have any room to remember to shower or eat or blink, much less keep up with the world outside our four walls. I'm not ignoring you on purpose. I'm just trying to survive motherhood.
My most humble apologies.