Ashworth Alcove

You hear about " pregnancy brain ." The syndrome that occurs in pregnant women that causes bouts of forgetfulness and clumsiness. Well, it's real. It's alive and kicking. This morning alone I tried to put milk in the pantry and I stirred my coffee with a fork. Overall, I just don't feel quite as sharp as usual. I am forgetful and absentminded. I drop everything. I had a sensory lapse for a split second yesterday and dropped a hand mirror on the bathroom floor. It landed face down with the handle breaking off and coming to rest four feet away from the mirror. I didn't pick it up for two hours because I didn't want to see that I shattered it to smithereens. I'm not officially superstitious, but come on... Breaking a mirror just gives you a bad feeling. Fortunately, the mirror itself was spared. It's just handle-less now. Apparently, my brain is marinating in increased estrogen and progesterone levels. Well, it feels like it's marinating in Redb...

I've been lagging on my posts. Shame on me. Ben and I are back in Alabama after our Christmas holiday in Tennessee. I've settled back in and put all of the Christmas decor away (I'm a little bitter about it). Other than the same annoying back pain (which has grown to be almost more of a side pain) all things are well. Among my wonderful Christmas gifts was a pregnancy pillow (which is seriously like a third person in bed), a lumbar support pillow, prenatal yoga DVDs, and other goodies that have really helped to relieve some of the mysterious ailing pain. Along with the back/side pain, I have been introduced into the brutal world of heartburn, or as I like to call it, fire throat. So I now have a plethora of bedtime supplies, which include but are not limited to: My pregnancy pillow, cocoa butter belly cream, a Mozart cd for baby, and a large bottle of Tums. That's on top of my non-pregnancy related supplies like water, chapstick, my vaporizer, my fan for noise. I thin...