No like absent-minded sort of flighty, but just can't settle and concentrate on any one thing very long.
I remember years ago, when I could sit down and write a post that at least felt like it had some substance to me. And both of my readers liked it too! HAhahahaha.... Now I feel like every post is a grocery list, or a to-do list, or another summary of a day in my life.
I find myself doing the day to day stuff with Maggie - changing another diaper, nursing again, folding yet another load of baby laundry from the dryer - and wishing she were older so we could go out and do more 'fun' stuff together.
But then she starts making things in her tupperware, stirring it with her toy spatula, and feeding it to herself, me, and the cat.
Or she crawls up onto the couch and starts meowing at her dad until he will meow (no talking!) back.
And I wonder instead what on earth I'll do with someone as confined by reality as adults are expected to be.