I thought I was bad when it came to pregnancy brain in the second trimester, but earlier this week I had a series of events one day that really indicated that I'm losing it.
The first indicator: (Slightly TMI depending on who you are.) I nonchalantly threw my pad into the clean toilet instead of the trash can next to the toilet. I stopped and took a double take on what I had just done.
Why in the world did I do that?! -huffy sigh- I grudgingly fished it out and threw it into the trash where it belongs.
Not even two minutes later, I was doing a poor job of paying attention while plugging my phone into an outlet near the bathroom sink. Things went flying. The soap falls into the sink, my toothbrush almost falls into the trash, and my small hair claw jumps its way into the toilet.
I mutter to myself how ridiculous this was. I snatched the floating hair claw and threw it into the trash as I had many to spare as I had no desire to wash it.
I plugged in my phone since I wanted to use it while taking a bath to help my aches and pains. I turn on the shower to create some steam and went back to texting my Mom.
...But I had forgotten one important detail. About five minutes later I look over, wondering why the tub wasn't filling up at all.
I realized I didn't plug the tub in the first place! No wonder why starting this bath was so easy! Usually I have to put some work into plugging the tub, or I have to ask Spencer to plug it for me. I sighed in defeat and decided that my brain is not working as well as it used to.
Later on in the evening, I didn't even notice my pregnancy brain until Spencer mentioned it to me. I was craving some onion rings, so naturally, we made onion rings.
I put them nicely on the cookie sheet while the oven was preheating... and then walked away to go do something else.
The funny thing is after I left the kitchen I set a timer on my phone to flip the onion rings halfway through. Ironically, I can't remember if I assumed Spencer was going to put the onion rings into the oven after it had finished preheating (but apparently it had finished while I was putting them on the sheet) or if I thought I had put them in the oven myself. I can't remember.
As we were flipping the onion rings, I told Spencer that I usually don't put the onion rings in for the whole 15-18 minutes. I usually take them out early because they're usually done by then. He asked me if they were good when I take them out *x amount of time* early. ...I repeated my most common phrase, "I don't remember."
I can't wait for this pregnancy brain to go away!
