Did you know the smell of Bed, Bath, & Beyond can make a pregnant woman puke?

And I used to love walking into that store and just inhaling.
That was before sauerkraut would spontaneously shoot out of my nose for no reason at all.
Because I just had to have the sauerkraut.

But I used to also be able to make complete sentences. And have complete thoughts. Now?

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Then I freeze and give the racoon in the headlights face as I try to conjure exactly what it was that was so ... apparent ... to me.

The pregnant brain has not only made me forgetful, it's also stolen what little common sense I once possessed.

Today while driving over the interstate bridge a radio spot mentioned that it's impossible to lick your elbow. Outloud, I scolded the radio, "No, it's not!" And commenced, in traffic, to attempt to lick my elbow, while actually just pulling a muscle in my neck. Also, it's impossible to lick your elbow.

But this pregnancy deal? Coolest thing I've (we've) ever done.