Or as I more crudely call it – Placenta Brain. I knew this was real and that I wasn’t just making up excuses for not remembering anything. Like doing the laundry. Now I have a scientific explanation as to why I can’t “remember” to do the laundry. Don’t expect me to “remember” to get dressed on the weekend. I can’t. I’m pregnant. I can’t “remember” to wash the dishes in the sink because…I’m pregnant.
I has it.
Just ask Bosco’s empty food dish.