[thomatuttle]

So I thought that it would be a good time to start posting our craziest pregnancy brain (P.B.) stories. I had my first big P.B. moment yesterday. And it was AWFUL!! So, I go into work at 9:45 and at 4:45 (a whole 6 hrs. later!), while helping a customer, I realize that I am not wearing a bra!! What?!?! I have no idea how it happened!! Luckily I was wearing a camisole underneath with a shelf bra, but my ladies aren't small or anything, so I have no idea how I went so long without my bra! I remember holding my bra in my hand while grabbing my other clothes, and somehow it just did not end up making it on. Has anyone else had any really crazy P.B. moments?

 

[Norasmomma]

That is hilarious

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My first happened the day after my BFP, I was in our local HFS which is pretty small, and was like "oh you guys are out of soy creamer." Then one of the women went and looked and was like "Erin, honey there are about 20 right here." I looked right at them and zero register. Oh and I also tried to go down the only one way street the wrong way yesterday. It's a small town so it probably wouldn't have mattered, but geez the road has been a 2-way for about 100 years. So I guess I had reason, but it's been changed for about 1 or 2. Ugh. I feel so dumb sometimes.

 

[TortelliniMama]

I don't have any good pregnancy brain stories yet from this time around, but when I was pregnant with dd, I had a doozy.

We were all out on a walk. When we came back, I was tired, so I just wanted to sit on the couch and continue reading the book I had been reading before we left. I looked on the arm of the couch, where I was sure I had left it. No book. I looked on the couch, on the floor, under the couch, everywhere. No book. I finally decided to just sit and do something else, but it was really bugging me that I couldn't find this book. Where could it possibly have gotten to??

So, I was sitting on the couch, doing something else, but every couple of minutes I stopped and thought, "Where could that book be?" I was really annoyed. Finally I decided I just couldn't concentrate, so I would just get up and search for the book some more. In order to do this, I put down the thing I had been holding and using as my alternative activity. When I put it down on the couch, I finally processed what that alternative activity had been.

I had been reading my book. My *missing* book.

I apparently came in the room and picked up the book automatically, without thinking about it at all. Then, when I looked for it, it wasn't on the couch, because it was in my hand. I held it the whole time I was looking for it. Since I was holding it, when I decided to give up on looking for it and find something else to do, it was just natural to start reading it. And then I read it for 10 minutes or so, pausing periodically to wonder where the heck it was.

It was definitely one of the weirdest experiences I've ever had.