Brains of Porridge

Last night I put the Nesquick powder in the fridge, and the day before, I put the open carton of milk in the cupboard...

For someone who is usually organised, busy, and tries to run a smooth ship, this has been my downfall. Since I found out that I was pregnant, I have…

• worn my shirt inside-out for an entire day;
• gotten the times wrong for fetching my son from school on more than one occasion
• arrived at an appointment on the wrong day
• no idea what the day of the week is

and have generally lost my memory…

Even my word recall has been affected, and Nicholas gaily plays Guess-the-Word with my descriptions of supper:  

• Long orange things (carrots)
• Round green things (cucumbers)
• And that yellow stuff (gem squash)

I’ve been trying to work out what turns our pregnant brains to mush. And here is my completely untested and unproven hypothesis:

1. Blame the hormones (everybody does) – with the up and down of emotions and the changes happening in my body, something has to go... Why not our brains?
2. Worry - I’m a worrier. If you are like me, you are probably already pre-occupied with a million things, such as where to put the baby, how to make sure that Number 1 and Number 2 still feel wanted and important, finances, food, work, making sure I put my clothes on right, getting everyone to school on time … the list is endless…
3. Sleep deprivation – Since I wear smart watch that tracks my movement, I can tell you that I rarely sleep for more than an hour, two at most, without getting up to shuffle to the toilet. The other night, I discovered the hard way that I hadn’t opened the bedroom door.

In my search for a logical explanation, as to why? I have a feeling that Porridge Brains could be why people have more than one child… because having brains of porridge make us forget what it was like to be pregnant to start with…