I swear, that’s me right now.
I don’t know if the progesterone can give you mushy brain or if it’s simply being too busy.
Either way, mine is one giant marshmallow.
Take this conversation with my husband as a perfect example:
Him: There are only two Sundays until Christmas.
Me: What?? Already?
Him: No. Wait. Two Sundays after this one.
Me: Oh. But if today’s the 10th, there are only two weeks until Christmas Eve so you were right.
Him: Honey, today isn’t the 10th. It’s the 7th.
Me: Huh. Really? Ohhhhhh! You’re right. I’m 10 DPO. That’s how my brain works these days.
See? Mush. Heaven help me when I actually am pregnant. 😛