Pregnancy brain, that is. My fellow moms will understand what I mean by that. I am an organized person. I have a planner, I use it, I live by it. Yet somehow I completely forgot to take Kenna to her 18-month check-up yesterday afternoon. I even confirmed the appointment when the automated system called me last Thursday evening. (Although really, why call us to confirm a Monday appointment on a Thursday?! Wouldn't it be better to do it the night before??) And still I managed to have a completely busy, productive afternoon that did not include a trip to the base hospital.