I have known this week’s Blog Friend Feature for most of my bloggy life. The first time I went to her blog, I saw her blog’s title and thought OH, I BET I CAN RELATE TO HER. And I could.
Steph, from The Blue Zoo, is the mom of four boys. She’s funny and sarcastic…and also a fiercely loyal friend. She puts it all out there, even posting a picture of what a real mommy tummy looks like! This post of hers today made me laugh because I can so relate. I think all moms can!
I can not believe that Shell asked me to be the BFF this week. I was so surprised! Instantly I was thrilled, and completely nervous. I kept thinking.. what am I going to say?? Obviously when you are featured on a famous blog you have to say something. It couldn’t just be the nothing I post on my own blog! Should I say something useful? Something funny? Something .. what? Think, think, think! And that’s when it hit me…..
I used to be smart.
Believe it or not, it’s true.
I was witty. I could use big words. I had quick comebacks. Really, I did! I was fast. The sarcastic hilarious comments would just leap out of my mouth! All the time. I could make people laugh!
I knew stuff too. Like what, you ask? Heck if I know! I’ve forgotten. How can one forget everything they ever knew?
Simple. Just get pregnant.
When I found out I was pregnant with my first son I immediately started reading everything I could about babies. All day everyday, it was babies. Baby bottles, breastfeeding, baby diapers, baby toys, baby blankets, car seats, little baby bath tubs, the list went on and on and on. Until eventually my brain was completely full of baby stuff. Imagine that your brain has ten shelves, and 8 of them are filled to capacity with baby. There isn’t room for anything else!
Gone were the big words I knew. The witty comebacks seemed to get packed away with my sexy thongs.
But I could answer anything about babies! I was a baby expert. (Never mind that I hadn’t actually had one yet.)
That’s about the time that Pregnancy Brain (— It’s real, click it!) kicked in. I couldn’t remember anything. Couldn’t remember why I went to the store, where my keys were, if I fed the cat… I was so forgetful. Then a friend of mine informed me that my forgetfulness was because my brain was shrinking. Um, what? My brain is fine. Your brain is shrinking. Jerk! Turns out he saw it on TV. He said that pregnant women’s brains shrink. “So, you’ll be dumber.” he informed me. Gee, thanks. I pretty much thought he was full of crap. And then I saw it in a magazine. Some study from somewhere said it was true. (This was a loooong time ago, but I’m sure you can google it and see if it’s actually true or not.) Great, just flippin’ great, I thought.
And I was getting dumber. I could feel it. Dumber by the second. I mean, heck – I drove all the way to the store and couldn’t even remember why! So, I bought some chocolate and went home. Not a totally wasted trip.
Fast forward to 4 boys later. The oldest is 9, twins are 6, and the baby (Yes, he’s still a baby. Just ask him!) is almost 4. Now instead of my brain being filled with baby stuff it’s full of kid stuff. Who likes what on their sandwiches, soccer schedules, birthday parties, dentist appointments, pre school schedules, grocery shopping, snack schedules, parent teacher conference meetings, award assemblies… the list goes on and on. Longer than the baby list I think!
I’m not pregnant, haven’t been pregnant for 4 years. So, why isn’t my memory any better? Why can I still not remember any “big” words? I swear Dora the Explorer has a better vocabulary than I do!
According to the article about my brain shrinkage, it was supposed to grow back! What the heck? Did I get robbed? Could my brain just not handle 3 pregnancies? Well, thank goodness it wasn’t 4 pregnancies! I might be sitting in the corner flinging poo.
What about you? Did you have kids? Do you still suffer from pregnancy brain? At what point will my brain become my own again?