Swiss Cheese Brain
I definitely have swiss cheese brain. Before my first pregnancy I could name names, dates, locations, things that happened years ago with the greatest of ease. I didn't have to write things down as often and I could remember my mental lists fairly easily.
Now, not so much. I have to write everything down and it's gotten worse. With each pregnancy I'm a little more forgetful. I'd like to think that I'm older and I have a lot more to remember...but really it's just me getting older, having two children, being pregnant with another, and what else...now I can't remember...it'll come to me. Oh, wait...lack of sleep. There we go.
I asked Boogie three times last week if he had fun playing with a new friend. He said yes every time I asked, but by the 3rd time, he said, "Mama, I already told you. Why can't you remember?"
I told him I had swiss cheese brain.
B: "Mama, can't you stop up the holes in your brain so that you can remember?"
M: "Sorry, Boogs. I'm pregnant and I forget everything."
That same day I decided to take him with me to the library and maybe buy a birthday present for Bug. As we leave the neighborhood, Boogie says, "Mama, I don't think you'll ever forget how to drive." Me: "No probably not, I've been doing it a long time."
Halfway to the library I turn and head to Target instead. I realize it as I'm doing it and say, "Aw, Man."
B: "What happened, Mama?"
M: "I'm going the wrong way. We're headed towards Target."
B: "Mama, we're supposed to go to the library."
M: "I know, I know. See? Swiss cheese brain. I'm turning around now."
Silence all the way to the library. As I park:
B: "I guess I was wrong. Knowing directions is part of driving and you forgot your directions. I guess you forgot how to drive."
He was absolutely right. At least now he is a little more forgiving when I ask him the same question 15 times and he likes to tell people that I have swiss cheese brain. That's fine by me, at least I don't have to tell them I can't remember their names :)