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Pregnancy Diary | Week 15 | Baby Brain

5 things I have done this week:

01. While speaking to my mum on the phone, I spent a good five minutes pacing around the ground floor of the house, searching for my phone. Which I was using at the time. GAH.

02. Had an absolutely hilarious story to tell you all as example # 2 : have absolutely no idea what it was now. (It was really, really good, though: like, the best story ever, I swear. Please all just laugh politely…)

03. Spent at least 10 minutes staring at the blank screen of this post, trying desperately to remember what example #2 was supposed to be.

04. Thought to myself, “Oooh, I must go and check that thing on the internet!” I STILL don’t remember what “that thing on the internet” was, even although I went immediately to my computer to check whatever it was.

05. Had to write my address on a returns label. Wrote the address of the house I lived in ALMOST FOUR YEARS AGO instead.

So, yeah, it’s been that kind of week, really. Before I got pregnant, I used to hear people talk about “baby brain,” and I’d just think, “Yeah, yeah, that totally doesn’t sound like A Thing,” but now… now I just can’t even remember how I was planning to end this sentence, so maybe it is? Also, does anyone have even the slightest clue what I was talking about? Also, what WAS that thing I went racing to my computer to Google, only to end up just looking at videos of cats on Facebook, instead? WHAT?!

(Also, AWWW, CATS!)

week 15 pregnancy diaryOh, and I also ordered no less than five pairs of maternity jeans from GAP (who I buy a lot of my jeans from normally, and who had the best selection I’ve found so far…), only to end up sending them all back: it seems that most clothing manufacturers think that women get taller as well as rounder when they get pregnant, and while I really, really wish that was the case, nope, my legs are still as short as ever, unfortunately.

To be fair, there were a couple of pairs that could have worked, but they were just OK, and I’m NOT OK with spending money on clothes that are JUST OK these days – especially when I’m only going to be wearing them for a few months. I mean, I suspect I’m probably being a little bit overly-optimistic by expecting to find maternity jeans that are anything OTHER than “OK”, but I do have one pair (These ones, in case you’re deeply interested in this struggle…) which are nice, if a little too large at the moment, so I’m just going to hope I grow into them, and, if not, well there’s always leggings, isn’t there? Now THERE’S a sentence I thought I’d never type!

Pregnancy-wise, there’s really not much to report: I did have a bit of mild nausea back at the start of the week (Which served as a timely reminder of how absolutely awesome it is NOT to feel nauseous all the damn time: I swear I will never take that for granted ever, ever again…), but other than that, I’m still feeling very NOT PREGNANT… which is worrying, of course, but which everyone tells me is perfectly normal at this stage of pregnancy, so I’m just having to content myself with that.

This was, however, also the week that Terry’s mum started chemotherapy, so that’s obviously been occupying a large part of our minds. The update to this is that, having been given just 6 months to live by NHS Lothian, and told there was absolutely nothing that could be done (They even told us they didn’t see much point in her doing chemo…), we managed to get a second opinion from a surgeon in London, who specialises in this type of cancer, and who feels that, although it can’t really be cured, there is a possibility of surgery, which could drastically slow it down. That, however, depends on her having fairly aggressive chemo first, so she started that this week, and has, as is typical for Terry’s mum, been an absolute trooper throughout. She’s not been feeling too bad so far, but we’re spending as much time with her as possible, so we can keep a close eye on her, and just keeping everything crossed that she responds well – I reckon we’re about due some good luck around about now, no?

Week 15 Pregnancy Symptoms:

Mild nausea (very briefly), sore boobs, vivid dreams (Oh, those dreams: it’s like having my own private movie showing in my head every night, which would be awesome, if it wasn’t for the fact that this screen only seems to show horror, for some reason…), thirst.

Week 15 Pregnancy Cravings:

Barbecue spare ribs, and God, they were amazing. Not really sure whether this was a “craving” or just pure greed, though, really: suspect the latter, but will claim the former for as long as I can possibly get away with it…

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  • Mhairi


    Baby brain definitely kicked in over here as well. Ordered our pram on Monday night online and got a call on Tuesday morning to confirm the delivery address before it is dispatched. I remembered the full address, except the post code – could not remember it at all so just said it was 100% correct on the order last night. Whoops

    July 20, 2017
  • Elaine


    Good luck and very best wishes to Terry’s Mum.

    July 20, 2017
  • Elaine


    Good luck and very best wishes to Terry’s Mum xx

    July 20, 2017
  • I’m glad to hear Terry’s mum is feeling ok on the chemo; I know chemo can absolutely kick your ass sometimes. I hope she continues to feel ok!

    July 20, 2017
  • Erin


    Sending good thoughts to Terry’s mom and chuckling at your baby brain. I’m not pregnant so not sure what my excuse for forgetting everything is 😉

    July 20, 2017
  • D


    Baby brain is way better than ‘sometimers’ (wink wink); you know that eventually you find your brain. Regaining sanity (post birth) takes longer (more winking).
    Big prayers for Terry’s Mum.

    July 20, 2017
  • I am about 22 weeks pregnant, and I TOTALLY know what you mean by not feeling pregnant!!! I went through my first 20 weeks feeling nauseous, but that was all. I would even find myself getting upset and sad at the fact that some women at 15-20 weeks already have huge tummy’s, and it must feel so good to look down and see that your baby is right there. Well sure enough at the 20 week mark I started feeling my baby moving and that brings a new level of happiness. It is the best feeling in the world, and gave me that reassurance that I was craving. I still am hardly showing- but feeling him move constantly is a good reminder (especially when I am trying to sleep at night). As for your “pregnancy brain” I will say that it gets worse! Lol. Good luck to you, I look forward to keeping up with your pregnancy journey!

    July 20, 2017
  • Kelly Glen


    I have the exact same problems with my memory and I’m not even pregnant!!
    I hope Terry’s mum is doing ok, at least she has her family around to take good care of her.

    July 20, 2017
  • Lucie


    Hello Amber,

    First of all, sending my thoughts over to your family and strength to Terry’s mum.

    On a lighter note, after trying several different brands of jeans, my favourite maternity pants are from Queen Mum and Love2Wait.

    July 21, 2017
  • Tanya


    Hi Amber,
    I’m really loving these posts, I’m almost exactly 2 weeks behind you, with a pretty similar history.
    Your writing is funny, and sweet, and really comforting. It has made me feel way less crazy about this whole process, especially while I was waiting to get past week 13.
    Best of luck to Terry’s mum, sounds like you could all use a lucky break.

    July 23, 2017
  • D. Johnson


    Also wishing Terry’s mum all the best. Having had menopause brain, (ah, hormones) I can totally relate. I once went to the store six times to complete my shopping – and that was with a list.

    July 23, 2017
  • Baby brain hit me in the first few months with a newborn. I once called the bus company to report having left my phone on one of their buses, only to find it in the fridge a couple of hours later. Talk about a cliche…!

    And, oh, yes, pregnancy dreams are VIVID, aren’t they? First time round, mine were quite cathartic as I spent them screaming home truths at everybody I find even mildly irritating in real life.

    And I don’t know what to say about Terry’s mum – just know that I’m thinking about you guys.

    July 24, 2017