I think I can I think I can

Part of the challenge of the marathon is pushing past what you think is physically possible. You can do more than you think you can.

Christine Hinton, a Maryland running coach

My brain isn't thinking of much lately, and when it does decide to operate, there is a severe malfunction most of the time. Prior to this week (35 weeks), I had decided that I was blessed and escaped pregnancy brain save for a few funny instances. EH! (picture that family fued buzzer noise). WRONG.

So here are my top pregnancy brain moments of the week so far. Survey says:
3. I made labels for our tupperwares of samples in our bathroom closet. One reads: "Shampo and Conditioner". Simple spelling error, right?

2. I could not figure out how to calculate a rate. My boss, also preggo, sent me a message with the subject of "because i am stupid" and asked me if she calculated a rate correctly. I stared at the email. The longer I stared, the more confused I became. PEOPLE, CALCULATING RATES ARE LIKE 89% of my JOB. I had to go ask our biostatistician how to do it. I think she thought I was losing my mind. That makes two of us!

1. Since January (so basically since I've been pregnant), I have had to travel to three sites around the southeastern part of the state doing baseline and follow-up interviews with 65+ year olds about a falls prevention program. Suffice to say, I have conducted plenty of these interviews, I could do them in my sleep. I left for one of the sites an hour away on Monday, got there and realized that I left all of the surveys, consent forms, etc on my desk back at my office. SH**. Lucky for me the office secretary was there and let me use her computer. I was so flustered though that I did not see the keyboard on top of the desk right under my nose and I went to pull out the keyboard tray on her desk and started freaking out, "Where is your keyboard?!?". "Um, right here {points to keyboard on top of desk}". She did not seem to have any sympathy for me.

So am I surprised when my boss (jokingly) asks if she needs to start double-checking my work or when another co-worker sends me an email saying "you look worn out. are you ok"? After this, I just sat at my desk and cried. I felt better after a good cry and then another coworker took me out for a long walk. So now I'm starting to think positive thoughts...at least to get me through this day!