in memory of overboard's memory

Women "suffer" from all sorts of side-effects brought on by pregnancy. Whether it's morning sickness, mood swings, or thick ankles, there's always something going on. So far, Overboard has had a quiet and smooth time of things (knock on wood), but lately has developed an interesting new habit. Yes, the woman whose mind is often a steel trap is now acting more like a sieve.

Being a bit scatterbrained is not an uncommon pregnancy trait, but for Overboard it's a new, and not really welcomed, development. Since this past weekend, she has found herself walking into rooms and wondering what she's doing there, going to write something down and forgetting what it was by the time pen meets paper, and starting conversations that slowly drift off into nothingness, as her train of thought appears to still be boarding at the station (to quote my man Calvin).

I'm trying not to laugh, but it's kind of hard not to sometimes. It's really cute, watching her get all frustrated and knowing that it's Dr. Rosenberg messing with her head. Does that make me a mean and unsupporting husband? Or am I just getting in my giggles now, before she lies on a hospital bed, screaming "YOU DID THIS TO ME!" and trying to push a watermelon out of her uterus.

I'll go with the later...definitely makes me look better. Besides, in a few days she'll completely forget she's mad at me anyways.