This week, though overcast, has not been rainy, so I've taken advantage of the lack of precipitation to go for long walks during my lunch breaks.  This is on top of my morning walks with the dogs, so when I awoke this morning and my legs felt a little sore, I thought, "what a perfect morning for a swim".     

The swim was extremely enjoyable and afterwards, I took a shower, and headed to my locker to get dressed.  But I couldn't get my lock to open.  I tried over and over again, but to no avail.  Now, I've had this lock for years and prepregnancy I visited the gym 3-4 times a week, so I've opened this lock hundreds of times.  But I couldn't get it to open.  I was sure I had the numbers right.  Did I have the wrong lock?  No, it was the right lock. ...at this point, as I'm standing there draped only in a towel, I'm feeling like I've stepped into the Twilight Zone.  I sat down on the bench and stared at the lock mentally asking it, "What is going on?"  I was so confused and helpless.  It didn't make sense.  How could I have forgotten a combination that I could have done in my sleep?

The locker room was packed and the other women began to notice me sitting there, in my towel, dejectedly eyeing my lock.  One woman, in a comforting tone, asked, "Is it a new lock?"  I shook my head and replied, "No. I guess I'm just having a pregnancy brain moment?"  All the older women nodded knowingly.  And another lady let me borrow her cell phone to call Dan to see if he could locate the combination at the house, as I use to keep it on the fridge for 'just in case'.  As I'm on the phone with him, the combination suddenly flashes into my head.  I had the numbers right all along, I just had them in the wrong order.  So I got the lock open and all the women cheered for me.  And I felt like a total idiot.  And when I got home, Dan cheered for me because I had remembered where we lived - smartass.

I will never again doubt the existence or power of pregnancy brain.