They say the mind is the first to go...

At 26 weeks and two days, I feel great. Overall. "Overall" I still haven't experienced any major pregnancy issues, physically, mentally or emotionally. I haven't had any ridiculous cravings. I haven't broken down in hysterics in Target because I couldn't find the body wash I wanted or the rack of maternity leggings. I completely skipped both nausea and food aversions. And "overall" I haven't had any major aches and pains, although the back pain and hip bone issues I've been feeling lately are getting worse instead of better. But I knock on wood and thank both God and my lucky stars every day that I would barely even notice anything was different, if not for the weight gain and karate chops from the inside of my belly.

One other thing I've been noticing recently, though, is the inability to keep ANYTHING in my head. Anything at all. Conversation topics. Things I need to do. Words. Ideas. Thoughts. Songs! Everything comes in and goes out and I never know whether I'll see any of these things again.

For example, one night last week (or the week before? I can't remember), Bill asked me a question about something that had happened at work, and I started to tell him the story. But I needed constant prodding and literal help from him to get the story out, because I couldn't focus on it long enough to remember the details. It was really frustrating for me, and for Bill, who kept yelling at me to finish the story, which then caused me to yell back at him because I really could not help it. And now I can't even remember what the story was about.

The reason I bring this up is because I had a great idea for a blog this morning when I was getting dressed -- I think I was putting on my socks -- and it has since gone from my head. I thought of it, then thought it would make a good blog topic, and then my brain, apparently, disagreed because it pushed the thought right out of my ear into the hallway, where I'm sure it scurried down the steps and out into the beautiful day.