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Pregnancy brain is a condition that affects expectant mothers, usually during the first and third trimesters. Sometimes known as placenta brain or baby brain drain, the condition is usually characterized by short-term memory loss or forgetfulness. Some medical experts say that pregnancy brain is a myth, but evidence shows that many women have experienced this condition." (
www.wisegeek.com)
If you haven't heard of pregnant brain, or experienced it yourself, I assure you it is REAL! It all started on Saturday night...I went into the kitchen a little after 10 p.m. to wash my hands with soap and water in order to make my wedding rings slippery enough to yank off my swelling fingers. After a minute or two I got my rings off and I remember looking at my finger and thinking it looked so swollen and wondering if it was going to ever go back to normal.
Well, that's the last thing I remember thinking (about my rings at least), until it came time to put them on today. So, after I finished getting dressed today, I went to the dresser, where I always put my rings every night, and noticed they weren't there. I then remembered washing my hands the night before in the kitchen and figured I must have left them on the counter. So, out to the kitchen I went and lo and behold they weren't there. I then started to panic a little bit because I couldn't imagine where in the world they would be, and we were already running late to get over to my parents for Easter.
I stuck my hand down the garbage disposal to make sure they hadn't fallen down there and checked the kitchen counters and my dresser a hundred times...no luck. The thought then crossed my mind that I had left them on the edge of the counter and Tristan grabbed them, which I knew I would never be able to find them in that case. I continued to stress out until we finally had to leave.
We went over to my parents for Easter and I couldn't stop thinking about where in the world those rings could be. I kept wondering if they could be in the trash can somehow because there was just no other place they could be. Victor suggested that I might have left them in the papertowel I used to dry my hands and it must have sparked my memory...I suddenly remembered drying my hands and rings off in a papertowel and throwing the papertowel away.
I am sure you can guess where this stroy is going now.We got home this evening and I went "dumpster diving". I finally found my rings in a paper towel at the bottom of the trash can! What a relief, and a close call...especially since trash day is tomorrow!
