So here goes nothing! And with that I'm actually writing my very first blog post.
You know? I've come a long way. The thing is that getting over pregnancy brain is not an easy task. I once considered my self smarter than average, of course not everyone agreed, but they are not blogging here, are they? well, I was smart, savvy, or you know what? at the very least I knew where I was going and where my car keys where at all times.
Then pregnancy happened! with all it's majestic splendor, taking not only over my body but over every single working neuron in my brain. So here is where it starts. As much as I want to be one of those people lucky enough to love pregnancy... I wasn't! between the 9 months of nausea (yes! 9 whole months!) the bloating and the fatigue... ofcourse I enjoyed feeling the baby kick and the ultrasounds and discovering I was carrying a beautiful baby boy, and all of the pretty stuff (you know, the stuff you see in the movies or hear at your friend's baby shower) but trust me. Being pregnant, at least for me, was no walk in the park.
Anyway, you pretty much expect all of those physical symptoms, but no one, and I mean NO ONE tells you that you are actually and literally going to lose your mind (and might in fact not get it back). You start slowly by misplacing you wallet, then gradually escalate until you hit the point where you have to drag yourself and your huge belly 3 times to the kitchen before you can remember that all you wanted was the rest of that Ben and Jerry's triple caramel chunk pint which up to that point had been your dominating thought for a few hours.
And all of that would be acceptable if by the time you hear your gorgeous new born cry, your bright mind would be ready to function at it's best again. But no! Fast forward 21 months later, 7-10 new debit cards and countless embarrassing phone calls from other people's phone to your number only to find your iPhone in the same place you always place it and you might just find that you've lost your mind for good.
The key to the situation is acceptance, acceptance of yourself, and of the fact that you might have to go on the rest of your life forgetting half the words in a conversation and accepting that from now on your phone case with a card slot is your best friend.
Now, this might just be me, and if so, I confess I might have a problem, but I like to think pregnancy brain is here to stay. Not that I find any comfort in the thought, but at least that's what I think it is. In any case, I'll just accept and embrace my beautiful forgetful self and say: Here's to this wonderful blog where I can put this post partum brain to work or at the very least embrace it and consider it a small price to pay for the greatest gift, the gift of motherhood, which has forever changed me!
So, Here's to blogging! Here's to motherhood!
You know? I've come a long way. The thing is that getting over pregnancy brain is not an easy task. I once considered my self smarter than average, of course not everyone agreed, but they are not blogging here, are they? well, I was smart, savvy, or you know what? at the very least I knew where I was going and where my car keys where at all times.
Then pregnancy happened! with all it's majestic splendor, taking not only over my body but over every single working neuron in my brain. So here is where it starts. As much as I want to be one of those people lucky enough to love pregnancy... I wasn't! between the 9 months of nausea (yes! 9 whole months!) the bloating and the fatigue... ofcourse I enjoyed feeling the baby kick and the ultrasounds and discovering I was carrying a beautiful baby boy, and all of the pretty stuff (you know, the stuff you see in the movies or hear at your friend's baby shower) but trust me. Being pregnant, at least for me, was no walk in the park.
Anyway, you pretty much expect all of those physical symptoms, but no one, and I mean NO ONE tells you that you are actually and literally going to lose your mind (and might in fact not get it back). You start slowly by misplacing you wallet, then gradually escalate until you hit the point where you have to drag yourself and your huge belly 3 times to the kitchen before you can remember that all you wanted was the rest of that Ben and Jerry's triple caramel chunk pint which up to that point had been your dominating thought for a few hours.
And all of that would be acceptable if by the time you hear your gorgeous new born cry, your bright mind would be ready to function at it's best again. But no! Fast forward 21 months later, 7-10 new debit cards and countless embarrassing phone calls from other people's phone to your number only to find your iPhone in the same place you always place it and you might just find that you've lost your mind for good.
The key to the situation is acceptance, acceptance of yourself, and of the fact that you might have to go on the rest of your life forgetting half the words in a conversation and accepting that from now on your phone case with a card slot is your best friend.
Now, this might just be me, and if so, I confess I might have a problem, but I like to think pregnancy brain is here to stay. Not that I find any comfort in the thought, but at least that's what I think it is. In any case, I'll just accept and embrace my beautiful forgetful self and say: Here's to this wonderful blog where I can put this post partum brain to work or at the very least embrace it and consider it a small price to pay for the greatest gift, the gift of motherhood, which has forever changed me!
So, Here's to blogging! Here's to motherhood!
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