At 22 weeks pregnant, either my hair color is really starting to take effect, or I am exhibiting some serious signs of ‘pregnancy brain’. Until this pregnancy, I wasn’t entirely sure I “believed” in pregnancy brain (for which there is no clinical term)- but rather, I thought it was more just a scapegoat for the absentmindedness of all those forgetful/flighty expectant mamas. But, OOOHHHH, how the last 12+ weeks have changed my ways of thinking!
Incidences of my PB didn’t start immediately, but have slowly been increasing in frequency. I generally like to think of myself of fairly organized and having my s$*t somewhat together- but lately I have been finding myself leaving for work without my computer (on more than one occasion), addressing/stamping mail and forgetting to actually put it in the mailbox, forgetting to RSVP to things, blanking when thinking of people’s names, etc. There’s nothing worse than going to the grocery store to get the ingredients to make chicken soup, only to come home and realize you have forgotten to buy chicken (grocery list, and all). Then, there was also the day I dropped Ben off at daycare and left the building in another mother’s shoes. I didn’t realize that gaff until I had made it into the office 
Le sigh.
I’m embarrassed to admit how many of our Christmas cards made their way back to me, as I had switched up the city, state, etc. when addressing them. (Any of my friends [or family members] wondering why you didn’t get a Christmas card from us- there was certainly one intended for you!)
A few weeks ago, I spent half an hour on the phone with the credit card company trying to figure out why my credit card was rejected while Christmas shopping (SO embarrassing!), only to find out I been trying to use a credit card that had expired about 6 months ago. Don’t even bother asking why I was still carrying it around.
Thankfully, none of my “episodes” have resulted in anything of serious consequence: I haven’t left Ben anywhere, and I haven’t managed to burn down the house by leaving the oven on (yet). We’ll see what the next 18 weeks have in store…
So, am I slowly losing my sanity, or is this ‘pregnancy brain’ legit? Did any of you mamas experience symptoms? Aside from literally tattooing reminders to your forehead, how did you combat it? C’mon, SPILL!!
-J
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I’m hesitant to say that I still have the after effects of prego brain. Frankly it only makes sense to me that having three children would suck out a lot of the normalcy of being a human. Don’t feel alone! My favorite moment was when I was pregnant with the twins. I stopped to get gas on the MassPike. I had to prepay as the pumps credit card reader was down. So I went in paid and took my 15th pee of the day. The next thing I did was get in my car and drive away….without pumping the gas. Horrified and worried I was going to run out of gas I pulled an illegal U turn and heading back. It was embarrassing and it took me five minutes to “over explain” what I did. These days I try to just laugh because we are all still alive and happy
I am literally laughing out loud over here. So that was YOU that they wrote about in the daycare email about taking off with someone else’s shoes?! Haha, I love it. Honestly though, I hear ya. Sadly, I think the PB sticks around after having the baby when it is not your first baby. I “only” have two kiddos and I feel like such a scatterbrain. I can’t imagine how mamas with more children do it! Good luck and just know you’re not alone!
Jenna- GUILTY as charged! I am totally the shoe bandit
I had so many other examples of my PG, but (surprise, surprise) when I went to go write the post, I couldn’t remember nearly all of them 