Twice in the last week I’ve had to question my own sanity lol.
Last Tuesday, I sat listening to Hubby and Kieran telling me repeatedly how hungry they were while awaiting the Asda delivery. I had booked for 4-6pm and I kid you not, Mother Hubbard had nothing on my echoey cupboards! Usually they come around 4.30pm so when it got to 6.15pm I was hopping mad! Waiting for the laptop to fire up so I could get my order number etc before ringing them I said to Roy, “I can see why Wednesday slots are cheaper.. they turn up when they bloody like!”.
Silence.
“Nicki, It’s Tuesday”.
Bugger! Off to Tesco then for something for tea!
THEN
On Sunday, I spent ten full minutes ranting and raving about people not messing with the washing / putting things away, just ranting generally as I couldn’t find my comfy maternity jeans. It was only after the full ten minutes that Kieran (who remember is 4!) said:
“Oh Mummy, you are silly! They are on your legs!”. Yup I was already wearing them.
OOOPS!
So is this baby brain (in the extreme) or have I finally just lost the plot? What did the infamous baby brain have you doing/not doing? Come on, own up… it’ll help me no end as it’ll prove it’s not JUST me lol!
Pregnant or just nuts?
No, it's definitely not just you. I've not left a baby behind anywhere yet (my ultimate forgetful worry) but I've done pretty much everything else!
Lol! I checked every tap, plug, candle etc four times before the school run (just in case!).
I definitely have the baby brain, last night I commented on how peaceful it sounded in Baby Boy's room on the monitor and then realised he was asleep in his bouncy chair next to me in the sitting room… hmmm.