What was I about to write about? Oh, that's right, memory loss. As I mentioned in the earlier blog, I can barely remember something that happened 2 minutes ago, so let's not even bring up conversations that I've dropped like a bad cellular connection. I've been warned many times that as you get further along in the pregnancy you begin to lose your memory. But, like every other warning I get from books and random onlookers, I fluffed it off thinking it wouldn't happen to me...I was wrong.
I feel as though it was about 2 months ago that it all happened. Don't quote me on that, I can't remember exactly when. The first time it became apparent I was losing my mind or my memory was when I was just about to give a presentation for a room full of people. As I stood there with no apprehension ready to give this hilarious yet informative presentation, I realized I forgot it ALL. Anyone who has been around me during presentations knows that I am not one to use index cards, I'm a wing it kind of person. I have an outline and I improvise ALWAYS coming through with a flawless performance...NOT THIS TIME! I stumbled as I forgot what I was going to say whilst I was saying it. It was the strangest thing. Some of the elderly women in the group started comforting me with "Don't worry hon, it's the baby taking all your brain power, it happens to the best of us..." NO, NO Lady, this wasn't about to happen me...but she was right, it was what was happening to me. From here it only got worse.
I have become a stock holder in 3M Post It's since the turn of my memory. These little yellow pieces of heaven have helped me get through some of the worst parts of this forgetfulness. Yet, I feel like I'm stuck in a bad comic strip. One day Aron might wake up covered in Post It's as I panic because he can't be found. You name it, I write it down. From my desk to fridge, there are yellow papers EVERY WHERE! The sad and ironic part of this whole Post It phenomenon has to be the moment I came across one of these sticky little notes that I thought was going to help me remember...something... yet in fact did nothing for me. I wrote such vague notes on it that it didn't trigger my memory leaving me lost. Not good...
I can't wait to get back my memory and can carry on a conversation without sounding like a jack ass because I just lost my place for the 5th time in 10 minutes. Peanut should have a great memory since the amount of mine she's taken is astounding!
