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Pregnant Brain

The funniest thing was pointed out to me last weekend. Apparently when I want to emphasize the significance of something I am no longer using convoluted words, instead I use the same technique that most two year olds use....I repeat the word to emphasize it's important. For example, I was excited about how many gifts I got at the shower. How did I tell people this?? I said, "I got a lot of gifts for the shower, like a lot a lot!" I catch myself talking like this at least 3 to 4 times a day, so I can only imagine how many times a day I truly repeat words to emphasize their importance. People are apparently nice and just ignore this for the most part. Only my husband and sister point it out to me, because we all think it's funny.

Another pregnant brain example: Last Monday Mike's parents came into town and we went to eat a Zio's. When we got back to the house I bent down to grab my purse, but what do you know? I forgot it at the restaurant!! I told Michael I would go get it but he insisted on going himself. Poor guy, he's finally admitted that he is tired of pregnancy (just like me). He says it's too much work...and it really is for him because he insists on doing everything for me. I don't think there are very many men who take such good care of their wives throughout an entire pregnancy. I don't think he has ever once complained about helping, doing a favor, cooking dinner every night, cleaning the house, paying the bills...basically cleaning up my messes and making sure I don't forget to do anything important. Thanks babe for all of your patience and love for me.
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