Jenna von Oy’s Blog: This Is Your Brain on Baby

03/16/2012 at 08:00 PM ET
Six months pregnantBrooke Boling Photography

Please give a warm welcome to our newest celebrity blogger, Jenna von Oy!

Best known for her roles as Six on Blossom and Stevie on The Parkers, von Oy is also a musician who has released two albums and is set to publish a book, The Betweeners.

She’ll next appear in Lukewarm, slated for release this spring.

von Oy, 34, wed Brad Bratcher on Oct. 10, 2010, and resides in Nashville with her husband and five dogs.

They expect their first child, a girl, in June.

You can find her on Twitter @jennavonoy.

Picture this: You are craving pickles and ice cream (or some such oddity). You throw a coat over your pj’s, jump into your car, and head to the nearest all-night market.

Throwing your vehicle into park, you race into the store at warp speed and find yourself standing in the frozen goods aisle with a dumbfounded look on your face, thinking, “What the heck did I come in here for?” You retrace your steps back out to the car, desperately wishing you’d made a grocery list … and that’s when you realize you’ve locked the doors with your keys still inside.

Sound familiar? Thankfully, this wasn’t a personal experience of mine, though I do have several choice nuggets for you this month. However, it exemplifies a little thing I fondly refer to as “baby brain.”

I won’t pretend to understand the phenomenon, but I’ve been a walking, talking, living and breathing personification of it for six months now. It’s as if some twisted little magic fairy came down and bestowed a foolish and forgetful virus on me for nine months — somebody alert the CDC!

If you are in the early stages of your pregnancy and haven’t yet experienced this awesome state, be warned. I’m telling you, it’s truly baffling. I ponder where all of my brain cells have ventured off to … did they wind up in a secret pile with all of the socks that go missing from our dryer? Am I leaving a trail behind me like Hansel and Gretel with their breadcrumbs? And, more importantly, will I ever get them back?

All I know is that the cells are no longer in my head and I miss them terribly. I’m beginning to wax nostalgic about the days when I could walk from one room into the next without losing my train of thought. Which brings me to an anecdote from my own grisly repertoire:

It was the week before Christmas, and I was in a gift-packaging frenzy. I only had a 30-minute window before my husband got home from work, and I wanted to get a few of his presents wrapped before his arrival.

I was cutting and folding paper as fast as my little fingers could go, when I realized I’d forgotten a crucial ingredient. Rushing into my office, I yanked open my desk drawer, and flew back into my dining room, clutching the stapler.

The stapler, you ask? Because I’m sure this seems like an obvious mistake to you. I, on the other hand, was a bit slower to process. I stood over those gifts for a good five minutes, attempting to recall what I needed the stapler for, but the thought had pinballed its way into the recesses of my head.

You’ll be pleased to know I ultimately returned to my office to exchange the stapler for the item I’d originally intended to fetch — the Scotch tape. Which, as it turns out, is a significantly more practical tool for keeping packages closed.

Remember the old anti-drug campaign that was launched in the 80’s? Well, here’s my new spin on it: This is your brain. This is your brain on baby. (Insert fried egg here.)

If you ask my friends, my personality is very Type A. My husband might say I’m mildly particular, and my family will say I’m downright OCD. I’d like to state, for the record, that I’m all three — the epitome of an “i” dotter and “t” crosser, with a tangible control complex. So, as you can imagine, it’s a bit startling every time I manage to lose track of my thoughts or do something dumb. And that seems to be happening with more and more frequency these days.

Luckily, I have an incredible group of girlfriends around me who’ve ripped the Band-Aid off, and provided me with ample proof that I’m not the only clown in this parade. Since misery is so darned fond of company, they have been showering me with sympathetic stories.

And, because they are so awesome, they’ve also been kind enough to grant me with the ability to share some of their own scary tales from the dark side with you. Never fear: you are NOT alone in this madness! As a side note, some names may have been changed to protect the intelligent…

Here’s one from my friend Katie:

I was weeks away from giving birth to my second child, and was in the midst of baking and freezing cookies, in order to have some goodies on hand after the baby’s arrival (as an aside, I highly recommend that pregnant women do this!).

My dog, Molly, needed to go outside. In between batches of cookies, I opened the back door to let her out into our unfenced yard to do her thing. Just about that time, my two-year-old woke up from his nap and requested I read his favorite book. Wanting to spend as much time with him as possible before his status as “only child” was dethroned, I obliged.

Thirty minutes later, my phone rang — it was a neighbor telling me that Molly was sitting outside on their patio, looking to be let into their house. Between cookie baking and getting my son up, I had totally forgotten that I’d let her out. Evidently, my poor dog felt her own household had abandoned her, and had to seek refuge at the neighbor’s house!

Needless to say, she got a few extra treats that day.

And here’s a gem from one of my best friends, Lila McCann:

I was a complete dodo brain when I was pregnant — BOTH times!! One little incident, in particular, comes to mind. It was when I was pregnant with my first child … I was running all over the house trying to find my keys, in order to make it to a doctor’s appointment on time. After looking for them for what seemed like forever, I gave in and used my spare set.

When I opened the fridge to prepare dinner that evening, I finally found them — in the vegetable drawer! Yikes!

If you aren’t pregnant, you should be feeling smarter by the minute. If you are, or have ever been pregnant, you are more likely breathing a sigh of relief. Isn’t it nice to know there is no shortage of fellow baby brain-sufferers out there?

Baby brain strikes again!Brooke Boling Photography

“Do you have more wonderfully awful stories for us, Jenna?” you ask. Why, of course! I like to do my part in contributing to your daily dose of laughter. It is, after all, the best medicine.

Allow me to introduce my friend Stacy, who (God bless her) has three boys under the age of six. I wish I had room for all of her hilarious anecdotes — there are an abundance of them!

My husband coaches baseball at the professional level. Because of this, he is mostly gone from February through October. I am a “single mom” during the very long baseball season … and a tired one, at that!

One day, I had to drop my husband off at the bus, as his team was about to embark on a long road trip. I was VERY pregnant with our second child, and most people would ask me if I was having triplets — not twins, triplets! I was in the last trimester and the exhaustion had set in once again.

My 16-month old son was also suffering from a double ear infection, so I hadn’t slept in days. Now, my husband was leaving for another week.

I pulled up next to the bus and PRIED myself out of the car. (It’s not easy when you’re that pregnant. I felt like a can of crescent rolls that has just had the paper label peeled back, revealing the popped-out mess of dough!)

My belly was stuck under the steering wheel, as I tried to get out of the minivan, and I just KNEW every single one of those ballplayers was watching me through their window. I managed to kiss my husband goodbye, and I watched him load his luggage onto the bus and climb aboard.

Feeling quite embarrassed about the entire scene, I hurriedly got back into my car, while waving goodbye to an entire bus full of men … to my horror, I had gotten into the BACK SEAT. Mind you, I didn’t just “jump into the car.” I even tried to put my keys into the seat in front of me.

So, I did what any sane person would do — I hurled myself onto the floor, and pretended to look for something. My face turned 10 shades of red. When I finally quit laughing, I reemerged and pretended to tend to my son, as if I knew exactly what I was doing.

After a few minutes of this, which felt like hours, I realized the bus was not leaving any time soon. I waddled out of the minivan, got into the CORRECT seat, and drove off as quickly as I could!

Perhaps the most disconcerting thing about baby brain, is the thought that it might never go away. I secretly hope my forgotten thoughts are being transferred (through osmosis, maybe?) into the artist formerly known as my belly, which is currently creating my little masterpiece.

It makes me feel better about the whole thing, I suppose, to think my daughter is gaining those brain cells even as I am losing them. I would happily donate them for the good cause! But the idea that they are being cast out, into the oblivion, is just more than I can bear.

According to some of my closest friends, it is an ongoing struggle. Once baby brain has wiggled its way in, it tends to overstay its welcome. Spoiler alert: even after the baby is born, we will STILL experience bouts of baby brain!

Take it from my dear friend Cindy Alexander:

The only thing worse than baby brain is mommy brain. I drove out of a gas station yesterday (with kid in tow), still connected to the pump… I drove until I pulled the hose out of the thing altogether. Mother of the Year? NOT!”

If it’s any consolation, that isn’t exactly what I wanted to hear either, and I suspect my future holds a lot of fact checking, note taking and list making. In fact, I am contemplating buying stock in Post-its.

But, alas, it’s all part of the deal — and well worth it! In exchange, I get a beautiful baby girl who will someday, no doubt, remind me to turn the oven off after I finish cooking, and put the stamp on the envelope BEFORE I mail the letter.

Until then, I’m stuck fending for myself. Who knows, by the time you read this, I may have already forgotten what I wrote this blog about. Here’s hoping that we can all learn to laugh it off … I propose we grab some popcorn, sit back and enjoy the show!

Before I let you go, I want to extend a HUGE and heartfelt “thank you” for your overwhelming response to my first blog installment last month. I can’t tell you how much I have loved hearing from all of you, whether you’ve left messages here on or contacted me via Twitter.

I haven’t had quite as much time as I’d like to respond to each of you individually, but I’m enjoying every minute of reading your stories, thoughts, advice, and well wishes! Keep ’em coming — you give me my daily dose of laughter too!

Until next time,

— Jenna von Oy

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Ashleigh-Faye on

Great read. Im a maternity/newborn photographer. Many emails from clients say “oh sorry, baby brain!” Which I tell them… “Wait, you will have baby brain, then mommy brain… into toddler brain and pre-school age brain” Im at preschool age brain right now 🙂

flower on

Thank you for sharing. I am four months pregnant and a total Type A personality – baby brain has settled in and is driving me insane. I feel stupid and useless. I try to laugh it off, but it bugs me.

Yesterday I returned items at Barnes & Noble and they put the money back on the gift card. I specifically said to myself, “Don’t lose this. Put it in your purse where you put all your gift cards RIGHT NOW.” So I did. Then I get home and go on their website to place the order (my order was $28 more expensive in the store, no thanks) and I take out my Visa card to pay. At the last second, WHEW, baby brain averted. I remembered that I have the gift card.

Gift card? GIFT CARD?!? How did I lose it already? Panicked that I dropped it in the store and basically gave a stranger $100, I start to get upset. Later, I find the gift card in the cup holder console in the car. Because that makes *total* sense.

Theresa on

lol i always called it oatmeal brain…because your brain is like mush! and it does not get any better after having the kid cause if you have more then one you are like that all the time!

Donna on

I called them the “Mum Dumbs.”

In my 8th month I remember my mother calling me at work and asking if I’d had a shower. I was thinking, wow, why is she asking that, do I smell?? She meant baby shower.

When I was almost due it was her birthday and she told me that my brother got her a Mousse cake. I was thoroughly disgusted because I thought she meant moose cake. Who eats a moose cake?

I’ll still always cherish every moment I was pregnant. Although I love meeting and getting to know my kids, I missed having them inside of me. Enjoy every second!!

Amanda on

OMG! At first I had no idea of what was going on. Why couldn’t I remember even the simplest things?

But now that I know and with me only being 6 months, I so don’t look forward to more days of this because not only do I have the baby brain, but the baby tongue as well.

My words get all jumbled and messed up and I know if I can’t understand what I just said, nobody else will either. So I end up having to stop, take a deep breath and start over.

Between my brain and my speech, I don’t know which is worse, the fact that I can’t remember or the fact that I can’t talk?

My daughters (9 & 10) find it quite amusing and show no mercy in laughing at me. At first I used to get upset because they’re supposed to be my “go to for help”, but then I learned to relax and just laugh it off with them….. now to reiterate on this baby brain of mine:

One day my daughters and I were getting ready to leave the house for a “girls day out” and always before we leave I fill up my water bottle and take it with me.

Well in the process of trying to do a million and one things at the same time, I had taken the top off of it. Now I know that I had it in my hand at some point, but when I went to the water cooler, it was no longer in my hand.

With my bottle all filled up, I looked in the spot where I normally put it, but it wasn’t there. Now I’ve gotten sidetracked and go into the kitchen for a quick snack to pack and end up sitting the bottle on the counter. Well when I came out of the kitchen, I totally forgot about my bottle.

Now I’m in the bedroom getting dressed. I come out, grab the keys, my purse and my phone. I’m turning the kitchen light off and casually look towards the counter. “Aw man, my water bottle!” I forgot the top wasn’t on and grabbed it, luckily much didn’t spill.

So now I’m in a frenzy because it’s my favorite bottle and I can’t find the top. My girls and I are looking everywhere. We each took turns looking on their little play table, but no bottle top. Finally I stopped and retraced my steps, still no top. So now we’re back standing in front of their play table and I decide ok then, I’ll just pick up another bottle while we’re out.

One of the places I was taking the girls was to the beach, so I wanted to grab a book. When I looked down to get one of my books from their table, there it was, just sitting there, staring at me and laughing.

I showed the girls and we started cracking up. The top had been in front of me the whole time. How in the world did I miss it, lol.

Now that’s some true mush brain!

Tee on

Please tell your friend Stacey that I really needed a good laugh tonight and she provided it for me!

Erica on

I loved this! You are a great addition to Celebrity Baby Blog, Jenna. You’re a wonderful writer and I love your sense of humor!

Lourdes on

I love it!!! I can’t stop laughing… I had baby brain and now I have mommy brain. It’s been like this for the past 4 years.

There are some days when I get to work in the morning and I can’t remember if I took my daughter to school and the baby to the babysitter’s.. I sit at my desk and i have to really retrace all of my steps..

The other day I had a work meeting at 12 and that’s when my daughter gets out of school, so in the morning when i dropped her off I told the teacher I was going to pick her up early around 11:30.. next thing i know my phone rings I am in the meeting and I looked at my phone.. It’s my daughter’s school… I forgot to pick her up!!! it was 12:15.. OMG.. what do i do? I couldn’t leave the meeting, so I started to panic.. I was able to leave the meeting early and I picked her up..

I think at this point I know my brain will never be the same again. By the time the kids are older the “senior moments” are going to start to settle in …

Good luck to you and your family in this wonderful journey.. Enjoy every minute of it, if you can keep a diary of all the things that you do, it’s nice to go back to it in a few years and read all the things that you did and can’t remember now..

Monica on

No, it never comes back! I have 2 kids, my friend has 3 and I sometimes wish we taped our conversations because we sound so dumb it’s funny.

It’s the worst when we can’t even remember simple words. And I don’t mean SAT words like hypothesis. I’m talking basic words like line (as in that thing you stand in at the grocery store when you’re going to pay) or teacher (the person that works at school and teaches kids).

It inevitably ends with one of us calling the other an hour later when we’ve remembered the word. But it’s all part of the adventure. Enjoy every second!

acorr on

Oh these stories are great! Among many moments I’ve had, a more recent one would be…while on the phone with a friend, I seriously could not remember if (of) was spelled (of) or (ov). Pretty soon after I convinced myself it couldn’t even be a word because it sounded so weird. LOL!

What of it? on

@ acorr …. love it. Thanks for the laugh.

torgster on

Totally unrelated but…Jenna is so pretty but I find her hairstyle not at all flattering. I wish she’d change it up.

Zooy on

I’m still having baby brain 4 months postpartum. We were coming home from my parents today and I was so concerned about not forgetting the milk (that was Januarys mommy brain flub)that we got halfway home (and we live 4 hours away) having forgotten the bottles. My mom had to express ship them as we only had 4 bottles at home.

ab on

stacey’s story cracked me up! I’m six months in, and I was worried about this baby brain thing but so far it only seems to show up when I’m in the kitchen — I try to put everything in the refrigerator! it’s my default now. plates, silverware, trash, cereal boxes, mail — I’m forever putting things away in the fridge. my husband thinks it’s hilarious. the other day I went to get myself a glass of water, and for some reason after taking a few sips, I put the glass (still full, mind you) in the fridge. it wasn’t until about twenty minutes later, when I had gone back into the living room and sat down and was reaching for my glass of water that I realized what I did! lol.

Anonymous on

i have sad news for you- i have three children- oldest 7, middlest 5 youngest 3 – baby brain turns into mommy brain and never goes away!!! 🙂

Danielle on

OMG! I can relate to this. I find myself saying the same thing over and over again myself. I had never heard of it before I got pregnant. I am so glad that it is almost over, because not only does it drive me crazy, it’s making everyone around me nuts as well.

MRJ on

When I was about 7 months pregnant I told my husband I had ate the dogs. I kept on watching tv and eating my ice cream. He ran into the other room and was very happy to find out that I meant “fed” the dogs.

JM on

I was 6 months pregnant with my second child. My 20 month old son was taking a nap so I was taking the time to soak his filthy toddler clothes in the laundry room sink. I started hearing him wake up and I went to get him.

When I brought him downstairs he wanted to go outside to play so I put his shoes on. All the sudden he looks at me and says, “Mommy look- water!” Sure enough- I had never turned off the water in the laundry room sink and water was gushing out of the laundry room, into the office, family room, powder room, etc. I had succeeded in flooding my downstairs.

Six weeks of construction (and living at my parents house) later, we had new wood floors, baseboards and walls! My husband was not amused…

barbra on

i call it pregnancy retardation… it is most likely caused by the mothers brain needing more folic acid and not getting it… lol… i was so scatter brained while pregnant and most of my friends have been too!!!

Adrienne on

I am so glad to hear I am not the only one! I am going on my third month and feel absolutely silly at all the things I forget. I have never been like this before. I usually remember everything and lately I feel just plain stupid 😦

springbeanqueen on

It really doesn’t get better once the kids come. I have 3.5 year old twins and a 2-year-old, and sometimes I can’t even think of the word “door” or “fork.” It’s all well worth it.

Bex on

Oh MRJ! I laughed so hard at your story! Im glad you only “fed” the dogs instead of “ate” them! Epic story 🙂

Kim Wattman on

Honey you have no idea, wait until you reach menopause!!!

Abbie on

I am not a mom, but I hope to be one day. I am loving Jenna’s blog. She is gonna be a great mommy and she obviously has great friends to talk to about everything that goes on with being pregnant and becoming a mom!

sal on

too funny!! After baby comes the “foggy brain” days.. I got such little sleep that I swear I was going coocoo for a bit, lol.

Guest on

Ugh!! Baby Brain is the worst. Especially since I’m pregnant with baby #4 in the last 6 years. I’m beginning to think it will never go away.

Halley on

the bad news is that pregnancy brain doesn’t leave when the baby comes. My kids are eight years and eight months and I still have it sometimes.

Jenifer on

Thank you for writing this blog! I am 7 months pregnant and find myself standing in the middle of the parking lot at work on a weekly basis because I can’t manage to remember where I parked my car! Knowing I am not the only one suffering from “baby brain” is truly comforting!

MsPeaches on

Sadly I’m the bearer of bad news… never goes away….EVER!!!! My children are now 22 and 20. The only consulation is that when I walk into a room and can’t rememeber what I went in there for, one of the kids will walk and and Lord bless them they’ll read my mind and hand me the object I was looking for or tell me what I went in there for. So yes…..your brain cells soak into the baby while your pregnant….enjoy your time with them they grow so fast.

Sadeqwa on

Can fathers have baby brain too? I have five and one year old boys. We live in New York and we frequent a corner grocery store. One day my husband took the kids to the store. He paid for his items and was holding my 5 year old’s hand getting ready to return home when he realized that he left the baby in the store. He was so embarrassed and scared at the same time.

Two weeks later, he returned from driving my 5 year old to school. He gave our car to the parking attendants to park. A few seconds later while walking away, he heard the parking attendant laughing and yelling to him that he left something. Casually walking back and thinking he left something minuscule, he looked in the back and realized that he left the baby in his car seat.

Fast forward to yesterday… My husband dropped my 5 year old to school and only after driving half way home did he realize that he forgot to drop the baby off at daycare.

Now I find myself calling to make sure that he did not forget ANYTHING anytime he has to drop the children off.

Kat on

I am in my first trimester with my 4th baby…. and your blog has me bustin’ up here in my cubical at work. Thank-you so much for the pick me up!!!! : ) Keep it coming!

Melanie on

I have to agree, that it never goes away…well I have a 4 year old and a 2 year old and I still find myself scratching my head about things.

When I was pregnant, I found I hit my head on everything. Also after having my kids I remember running around the house chasing them until I smacked head first right into a wall and suffered a minor concussion. Now that’s where I think every mother has come up with “No running in the house” as they must of did the same thing I did at one time or maybe I am just couldn’t remember from having mommy brain, haha!

lissa10279 on

I love your blogging style, Jenna. I documented my prize pregnancy brain moment here: My best friend calls it pregnesia and I couldn’t agree more. And mommy brain isn’t much better! Love seeing your posts–your baby girl is one lucky little lady!

Alice on

Jenna and Brad congratulations! Your blog is so funny and I’ve never been pregnant. I can remember you having Thanksgiving dinner at my sister’s house in Fairfield, CT with my family quite a number of years ago. You and my niece, Farah, fell asleep on the couch with your heads together, I have evidence. LOL It is so sweet to see you expecting your first baby. I wish you all the best, baby brain and all.

Maria on

I’m currently suffering from “Mommy Brain” which is definitely much worse. Here is my story:

One afternoon, as I got my son and then myself in the car, I realized I could not find my cell phone. I feel for my pockets, look in my purse. I get out of the car to check the diaper bag and back seat. It’s no where to be found. I say to my friend who was jabbering in my ear, “hang on a minute. I can’t find my phone!” She quietly asks, “you mean the one you’re on?”

Believe me I have plenty more!



Dawn Jenks on

Ha I have 5 kids the oldest is 23 and the youngest is 10 and I still have mushy baby brain LOL I tell people I lost 1/4 of my brain with each baby so I am now -1/4 LOL I don’t think it ever goes away………….

Robyn on

I can relate to the mom who found her keys in refrigerator. I was raising a toddler solo & had bad Mommy brain. I got up to take my son to daycare & go on to work when I discover, I cannot find my keys . . . anywhere. I tear the house & car apart (cause I’ve left them in there plenty). Spare keys? What spare keys – you mean the set I gave my parents who live hours away? Imagine making that call in to your boss – sorry I can’t come in today – I’ve lost my keys. I was the only woman in the office so you can imagine the razzing I received for weeks after this incident.

Well, I finally found my keys that night. Where? Behind the new gallon of milk in the refrigerator. If only we had finished off the other gallon sooner. *sigh* That was 15 years ago but to this day, I have been known to check the refrigerator when I can’t find my keys.

Especially when I was pregnant with my second. My husband comes in & finds my digging around in the fridge & asked, “Honey, what are you looking for?” me, “My keys of course.” By this point he is used to my idiosyncrasies & just shakes his head & points out that they are on the nifty little hook he provided me to put my keys on so I would stop looking for them.

Why he thought I would look there is beyond me, I would have to remember I have a hook to put them on first. LOL. To this day they still end up on the hook only half the time.

c.l. on

what a wonderful storyteller you are! thanks for the fabulous pick-me-up midday at work.

as a personal assistant to an Ob/Gyn in nyc, i have to say that there are days i just want to hug expectant mums who have obviously reached that point of ‘if i forget one more thing…’

the next time one is close to weeping, i think i shall send her your way as it will almost certainly cure the baby brain blues.

Jennifer on

It never ends. Between the hubby, housework, bills and baby, I feel that my brain is on vacation and it will never come back. Sleep is something of the past. Romantic time is so few and far between, that IF we do get a moment alone we either clean or sleep. Ah the reward for all of this…smiles, chubby little arms around my neck and giggles galore. My brain can stay aways if that means I get to see my son light up and smile every morning and giggle with him before he goes to sleep. Eh so what that my laundy has been in the washer for 3 days, because I forgot that I started a load. Hahaha……darn!

Whitney Dupuis Photography on

You are a fantastic writer. I thoroughly enjoyed your post and look forward to new ones!

I definitely had baby brain while pregnant with my son! There are two particular instances I can think of at the moment. The first happened on a trip that my husband and I were taking to see my grandparents (we go once a month). We were traveling in backroads Alabama, where there is a lot of open land. We came across a small airport strictly used for crop dusters and private airplanes. It is called ExecuFlight (named for the many executives that use their services). Of course, in my state of (baby brain) mind, I saw “execute flight” and proceeded to exclaim “who in the world would want to ride on a plane coming from a name like that?!” and “what brilliant advertising genius came up with that name?!”. Of course, my husband lost it and still reminds me of “that one time when I was smarter than you”.

Unfortunately, it happened at least once more. I was nearing the end of my pregnancy and my husband and I were both so excited to meet our little boy. We were sitting in a parking lot, joking with one another, when all of a sudden my husband bent down to my belly and, channeling Darth Vader, stated “I am your father”. My mind, however, did not go to Star Wars, but rather made me think he was saying this to me. (I have no idea why.) I immediately got this look on my face like “please tell me you are kidding” and proceeded to act like I was throwing up. Of course, he was confused until he figured out that I thought he meant that he was talking to me instead of our baby.

Pregnancy brain is real, people. It is serious.

Jess on

My husband and I got into a huge fight one day as I had completely forgotten an entire conversation and all of it’s details (again) and he actually came right out and said “What is wrong with you? You have lost your mind and are acting so stupid lately.”

Turned out I was almost 8 weeks pregnant with our 1st daughter! And I hate to tell you, it doesn’t get better. My girls are now 3.5 and 5.5 and I am now a notorious list maker and I still forget things regularly!

LeighAnn on

I thoroughly enjoyed this blog! Now I have an excuse! I have a elementary school, almost middle school and teenage brain!! I knew there was a reason and that it wasn’t my fault!!!!

candis on

thanks jenna! i sorely needed this! i had just moved to georgia and i dont really know anyone with funny stories of baby brain, i am currently pregnant at 21 weeks now,im a borderline personality type A and there are some days where i would lose track of conversation i had other day or a grcery shopping im supposed to do, or i wuld forget my dogs ( mix terrier, and a baby black lab) whos tied up in the yard on a hot day, poor dogs, in end i would treat them with love and water though not thoughly potty trained! i even burned a lasagna in the oven! i get so side tracked with building a nursery and oing laundry or plainly snacking on everything,i get so forgetful that its so bad that my husband gets mad at me LOL! my poor husband has to tolerate my mood swings and forgetful brain i contstantly have to tell him “honey remind me!” ill never remember lol its so bad now that im feeling all alhzeimers than i was pre pregant. stacy thanks i needed that chuckle! jenna ur right best medcine there is!

vanessa on

I can totally relate to the whole “baby-brain/ mommy-brain phenomenon”. And sadly, my son is 4 and I still have yet to find those brain cells I lost during my pregnancy. But it was all worth it. You are going to love being a mommy..its the most wonderful feeling in the world. Congratulations!!

shannon on

I have never cared to read any celebrity blogs before, let alone comment on one, but I must say I truly enjoyed your articles. Very well written.

By the way, baby brain never goes away! My brain is always focused on my children.

Aly on

For having “baby brain,” you sure are an excellent writer!

What a talent! It’s an absolute pleasure to read your blogs.

Thank you so much for sharing!

Jessica on

Oh I know baby brain all too well. I’ve temporarily forgotten how to do the simplest of tasks. The one that strikes me the most was around 6 months pregnant I quickly slid on my slip on shoes and flew out the door with my DF. While in the car I stared at my feet for several minutes completely baffled. My shoes didn’t have laces, how in the world were they staying on my feet!? I shared this with DF who was driving at the time. His eyes grew wide and he stared at me for a moment before asking if I was serious. Yeah. I still feel stupid for that one.