You brush your teeth with facial cleanser instead of toothpaste.
You use a tube of bright red lipstick instead of a tube of flesh-toned concealer to cover up the circles under your eyes.
You keep asking the other moms in the play group, “Has anybody seen my kid?” And they keep pointing out to you that she’s sitting right there next to you.
You put orange juice in your coffee instead of creamer (yes Yvonne, I’ve done it too, and you’re right, it is a complete f@cking waste of perfectly good coffee).
You can’t find your eye glasses because you put them in the refrigerator… again.
You call someone every name of every female in your family, trying to get that person to come down for dinner… and the person you’re yelling for is your husband (last time I checked, he was male).
You put your nursing bra on inside out.
You go to change the baby’s diaper, but somehow the clean diaper ends up in the gin and the dirty one ends up right back on the baby.
You give the cats baby food and the baby cat food… and you don’t figure this out until after lunch is over.
There are more signs, I’m sure, but I’m too tired to remember them.