Something’s happening to me as a result of being pregnant. No one told me about this occurrence and I’m a bit peeved about that. I never thought I would experience it myself.
But I am.
Don’t tell anyone, but, ssshhh… I believe I am losing my mind.
I used to be able to hold highly intelligent conversations about a variety of topics – my favorites including politics, social issues, conspiracy theories, ufo’s, the paranormal. In fact, anything of the metaphysical nature used to completely fascinate me.
So what’s the problem, you’re probably thinking.
The problem, you see, is that I cannot seem to understand much less WANT to discuss such topics at the moment. In fact, my interest in such things has greatly waned. As a friend of mine told me tonight: “Being pregnant and becoming a mama totally changes you!”
Yeah, no kidding!
I find myself lighting up like a firefly on a warm summer night when I’m asked about my little baby. I love it when people want to rub my belly. I eat it up when folks look at me with that sweet, gentle smile reserved for pregnant women and babies. The discussion turns to baby or mama anything, for that matter, and I am all ears. Feelings of warmth and softness race through me as visions of adorable, precious dancing babies surround my aura. Sometimes, usually in my mind, I will break out in a childhood song.
The wheels on the bus go round and round….all around the town.
Getting me to hold down a conversation outside of this realm has simply become difficult. I experience an overwhelming desire to place my finger between my lips and move it quickly up and down to make that crazy babbling sound. I also find my brain glossing over the information of topics outside of the baby/mama realm, where I am only on the lookout for words such as “baby” and “baby” and, oh yeah, “baby”. Toss in extra’s such as “breastfeeding” and “birthing” and “doula’s and midwives” and “snuggles” and “baby sleeping patterns” and I’m also all ears.
Maybe this is nature’s way of preparing me to be a mama.
And yet, I also seem to be dropping things left and right. Anything from food to a comb to shoes and watch out – that object may just find itself on the floor.
If this is also a side-effect of being pregnancy, I don’t understand how “nature’s way” fits into this trait.
And yet, how am I to understand? Remember…
I am losing my mind.
Found a cute, nerdy T and immediately thought of you.
oh good lord that is so cute!