Oh, the irony! The other day, I found a few free moments at work and decided to jot down some thoughts on my struggles with memory loss. You guessed it—I can’t find that paper anywhere now. I called my colleague, Lucy, to check my workspace for misplaced notes. She found plenty of blank sheets but nothing that resembled my brilliant musings. I swear I wrote that post! I can’t prove it, though. From what I vaguely recall, it was insightful, perhaps even amusing—if you find others’ cognitive slip-ups amusing, that is.
I’ve been told that every pregnancy results in the loss of brain cells, which never regenerate. With five kids, it’s safe to say pregnancy brain is not just real; it’s here to stay. Some days, I’m lucky if I can remember their names.
It all began gradually. I’d confuse one child’s name for another’s. Those were the simpler times. Now, I find myself reciting all my kids’ names out loud before I land on the right one. I feel like my parents used to! (Now my partner, Sam, is having a mini freak-out. Breathe, dear, breathe.)
Walking from one room to another often leads to total forgetfulness about my original purpose. That’s a bit alarming, especially considering I work as a nurse in the ER. I’ll head to the medication room and completely blank on what I needed. Just the other day, I found myself putting wristbands on patients—twice. I really need to focus!
Yesterday, I had a mini panic attack wondering if I had paid my electric bill. Most of my bills are on autopilot, but I made the questionable choice to cancel my automatic payment for electricity. I called the company, and thankfully, I had paid it—though I had absolutely no recollection of doing so. Yikes!
That’s why I keep a colossal calendar on my fridge, where I jot down all appointments. If it’s not on that calendar, it might as well not exist! Although, even if it is recorded, I still sometimes forget what I was supposed to do right after stepping away from it.
I’m contemplating starting ginkgo supplements. But let’s be honest, what are the chances I’ll remember to take them? Feel free to leave me a message, but don’t be surprised if I only remember it when it’s too late. It’s baffling how my memory used to be sharp. I could easily recall birthdays, anniversaries, and even mundane details like whether I’ve applied deodorant. Yes, I’ve had those days where I’m pretty sure I’ve put it on multiple times. Maybe the days my friends avoid me are the ones I forget altogether. I should probably check that theory—if I remember to.
But truthfully, I can’t be blamed. My kids have siphoned off my brain cells. I understand why pregnancy leads to memory loss; if we didn’t forget, no one would have more than one child!
So, in a twisted way, memory loss can be a blessing. At least that’s what I tell myself when I can remember. If you find yourself contemplating starting your own family, you might be interested in exploring more about at-home insemination kits here, which can help you on your journey. If you’re curious about fertility and the best practices, you might also check out this resource for men seeking to enhance their fertility. And if you want to delve deeper into the science of artificial insemination, this Wikipedia page is an excellent resource.
In conclusion, while pregnancy brain can feel frustrating, it’s all part of the journey through motherhood—and at least it gives me some interesting stories to share!
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