Or, why being pregnant is like drinking too much.
The other morning I woke up and as I stumbled to the bathroom, sleepy but having to pee for about the tenth time, it occurred to me that being pregnant is a bit like being drunk.
I spent the whole first trimester feeling incredibly hungover every day. Constant nausea, heartburn, and vomiting plagued me for those first few months. I wondered how people who worked while they were pregnant could possibly survive, as I could barely leave my couch. (And no, it didn't help when other people told me "Oh, I didn't get sick the whole time I was pregnant!") I couldn't cook, could barely grocery shop, and had to turn the channel if a cooking show or even a McDonald's commercial came on. It was seriously like a three month hangover. Luckily, after I made it into the second trimester, my doctor was able to prescribe me some pills to help when the nausea just wouldn't go away.
I think pregnancy brain is kind of like what happens when you get too drunk at a party. You say the same things over and over because you forget that you already said it, or you start talking about something and then totally blank out and forget what you were saying. Then there you are stumbling across the room towards the bathroom because you drank too much beer and making party fouls because you are just so clumsy when you're drunk. Sounds a lot like a pregnant lady just trying to get from the couch to the bathroom if you ask me.
Not to mention that a pregnant belly looks a heck of a lot like a beer belly for the first few months!