Tuesday, August 01, 2006
The other day my friend accused me of having "baby brain". I forgot something silly, was surprised by my forgetfulness, explained that I've been a bit out of my body lately with a lot on my mind - and she said "You've got BABY BRAIN". It took a good minute to absorb her observation. Once I did, I quickly decided that I was happy to hear it. Proud, even.
All of these years I have seen friends & family members go through all the phases of pregnancy and watched them slide into motherhood - the conventional way. I paid attention, I listened to every word, I soaked it all up. I even got to watch life begin twice. Live!!
As one of those "planner types" I was doing all of this active observing with the expectation that one day I would put my experience and knowledge to good use. I would be ready for anything, I thought. But, "anything" didn't quite happen for me. Never had morning sickness, the metallic taste in your mouth, a need for prenatal vitamins, the swollen ankles/feet/breasts/hands, weird new allergies. Never had to worry about sneaking around at a party not drinking wine, no avoidance of hot tubs necessary or blue cheese or sushi. Never had to worry about genetic testing, proper nutrition, stretch marks, episiotomies or choosing a doula. Nope, never even had one of those sticks turn pink for me. Or was it blue?
But, hey, I've got baby brain. Yes, I have BABY brain. And although the rest of the picture looks a lot different than I'd imagined - it is a sure sign that I'm gonna be a mother soon.