Tuesday, November 21, 2006

"They say goldfish have no memory ....

I guess their lives are just like mine.
And the little plastic castle is a surprise every time."

~ From "Little Plastic Castle" by Ani Difranco


This is one of my favorite Ani Difranco songs because I love the image of a shiny little fish swimming around, rediscovering a castle every few seconds. "Ooooh look! A castle!"

Lately, I think I know how that fish feels. With six months of pregnancy officially completed, I no longer wake up in the morning surprised about the strange lump in my belly or the ache in my back. I'm pretty used to them by now, and I don't forget that I'm pregnant anymore. But there are lots and lots of other things I do forget. Like where I put my car keys. Or if I've taken my medicine yet today. Or when the baby is due.

On Sunday, for example, I told Mom's friend I was due March 19.*

"I thought it was February," Mom said.

"Oh yeah." I said.

Part of me is afraid my subconscious is trying to prepare me for a baby who takes her time. I'm not very pleased with that idea. But I do take comfort in the knowledge that however poky she may be, I'm sure my doctor won't let her hang around an extra month.

I also take comfort in the fact that although my memory is bad, my sense of smell is freakishly good. Like a bloodhound's. Although, come to think of it, maybe that's not such a good thing. More often than not, what I smell is poopy or rotten or charred. Not a great endorsement of my homemaking skills, is it? Oh well. I'd still be happy with my olfactory gift if only I could use it to locate my car keys. Let me know if you see them lying around.

Oooooh look! Car keys!



*My actual due date, February 19, has been confirmed to the day by two ultrasounds, in addition to the doctor's little slide rule chart.

7 comments:

Peanut said...

You sure are a cute pregnant lady. Plus, I'm excited to see you.

Michael said...

Tie a scented cloth to the key ring. Not sure which scent you would want to use....

CAROLIONESS said...

Good idea Michael!

Tarimisu said...

You look beautiful! And I forget everything all the time. Literally. Everything. All the time. And I'm not even pregnant. We should start a forgetfulness club. But then we'd probably forget when and where we met each month. You're doing great. Oh, and as for the sense of smell - I could tell you stories! I think you should find some chocolate to smell each day. And then eat it.

Lady said...

I hope your little one isn't pokey and actually comes on her due date. Every February 19th has always been a great day for me - all my life! (ie. - my birthday :)

Tarimisu said...

Oh, yeah, I forgot to say - when I was pregnant with Chicken Nugget, I dreamed that I was 51 weeks pregnant and still not ready to give birth.

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