My Brain is Pregnant Too

This is my prize. My prize to my brain for not bring pregnant along with the rest of me this morning. It's totally a thin(k)g. (clever) Pregnancy brain, I mean. TOTALLY a thing. This morning I had to stop myself when I realized I was shoving JR's deodorant into my makeup bag. And literally everyday I have to think incredible hard about whether or not I've fed the dog. I usually have to judge by how annoying he's being, it's rare that I actually remember. And sometimes he gets double dinners. Which, as a side note is probably fine. I think I forgot to feed him breakfast... I think.

So I got a prize... I've been studying for a certification at work and had to take the test this morning. I passed, and am so grateful. It's actually a huge relief. Because, unlike college tests where you can quietly sail along never revealing test scores, pretending you're actually a lot smarter than any test gives you credit for, craftily fooling the entire student body with your reserved cubi at the library (which is actually code for, "hey everyone I know, stop by and say hi everyday from 3-5 P.M. while I'm studying"), UNLIKE all that, I had to report my test score to my boss. That alone made me want to vomit more than pregnancy ever has. So, yay. I got a high five from the boss and a new pair of maternity pants.