Missing: Phone charger, watch, car keys...

Lately things at home keep disappearing.  Or showing up in strange places.  Or simply not at all.

Like Ana's phone charger...which she knows for a fact -- one-hundred percent -- was plugged into the wall next to the bed.

"I remember exactly.  So you must have moved it...accidentally."

I laugh, enjoying her subtle transition from full out accusation to cushioning blow.  She's smart, my woman.

"But why would I move it?"

"Maybe you thought it was yours."

"Mine's in my bag."

"Oh, so maybe mine, too."

"I guarantee you it's not."

"But can you look?"

And round and round we go. 

We start looking again.  Well, I do.  She sits on the couch reading because "How am I supposed to find something I didn't move?"

Turns out she's right.  She HAD plugged it into the wall.  But...after a half hour searching every corner of the apartment including closets and under the bed, I learn with laughter (hers) that she must have somehow (laughter) unplugged it (laughter) and put it in her sock drawer (laughter). 

"But I totally don't remember.  Isn't that funny, baby?"

Yes, hilarious.  (unlaughter)

This is just one of many mysterious occurrences lately.  There have been more.  Like putting Special K in the refrigerator but leaving the milk on the counter.  Or getting on the 10East instead of the 110South to go see Amma. 

Or looking for her flip flops, no, not those, her silver flip flops.

"The one's right next to you?"

"Oh, yeah, those."

Laughter.  (Hers)

Who knew pregnant woman could be so entertaining?  Tonight, though, clinches it.  Turns out there's a reason for her madness.

Ana's on the couch reading the classic "What to Expect when you're Expecting" which I bought two days ago to surprise her.  Full into her pregnancy, six months now, my gifts a little late, but better late than never, right?

"What's this 'absentiomeendeded'?" 

"What?"

She takes a few more stabs at the word but her accent's too thick.

I grab the book.  "What is it?" 

Then, I see the word.  I laugh, pronounce the word slowly.  "It's absentmindedness".

"What's that mean, baby?"

Having a non-native English speaking fiance never stops being fun.

"It means forgetting stuff all the time and leaving it everywhere." Then because I can't resist a good opportunity when I see one, I add "like your phone charger the other day, or my keys that you accidentally put in your purse."

She laughs.  "But I'm not so bad am I, right?"

"Baby, the other day you left the stove on.  And turned the kitchen light off."

"Oh, yeah..."  She laughs, then suddenly becomes serious.  "And I lost my watch at the beach."

"The one you had forever."

"Oh, I'm still upset." 

She looks at her bare wrist.

"Oh, yeah.  And I left the laundry downstairs."

"I forgot about that."

She cracks a smile.  "Baby, it's strange, no?"

I laugh.  She yawns, eases off the sofa.

"Baby, I'm going to go to bed."

Kiss.  Kiss. 

"Goodnight."

Ten seconds later, from the bathroom:

"Baby...do you know where you put the toothpaste?"

-- PAPA

Comments

[Kim]

Oh Papa. Welcome to the wonderful world of Pregnancy Brain. Just keep laughing . . . in the end it is all worth it.

[Carrisa]

I have this problem, only I'm not pregnant. There must be a similar condition for those who drink a lot.

[Kerri Anne]

I have become known in my family for making multiple entries and exits daily for being absentminded when it comes to anything that I ought to remember to bring with me. Like my keys, or my purse, or, MYSELF.

When I visit home, my grandmother has taken to never even hugging me goodbye the first time, because she knows I'll be back. Wise woman.

(It was so great! to meet you. Long live Eggs Benedict!)

[Lucrecia]

ahhh - pregnant brain! It is a real condition. And it does NOT self correct spontaneously at the time of birth.

[ana paula]

Well well well I'm sure I will go back to normal after Sienna is born ( I hope so )
Thanks for being patient with me all this times and I'm sure will be more and more
(just kidding )
Love me

[Amanda]

You think pregnant brain is fun? Wait till post-baby brain kicks in. No sleep does funny things to you.

[Karl]

Hey there, Brian. Karl here from BlogHer at the BlogHims group. Yeah, I recall well what the pregnant brain is capable of. One morning at 4:30am, my wife was dying for chocolate ice cream. So I dutifully went out to the corner store and got some chocolate ice cream.

"I said vanilla," she said. No, I said, you definitely said chocolate. "I said vanilla." No, honey, you didn't. Back and forth five times before she said, "Will you just go back and get me the vanilla?"

Of course I did. This happened to me again the next week, except in reverse. She originally asked for vanilla and I brought vanilla home, only to discover she *meant* chocolate.

The next time she asked for vanilla ice cream, I finally wizened up and brought home a pint of each.

[Camila]

Hi Brian!
Pregnant brian is really funny.
I can say that because André is 2 years old and till now I forgot a lot of thingsss.
welcome to Daddy's and Mon's world.