Went looking for my potato peeler the other day and after giving up and peeling the spuds with a terrible, broken one that hurt my hand, I found it in my fridge. And yesterday at work (childcare) I was gathering snacks off the kids to save for afternoon tea. One of the kids handed me carrot sticks and I wrote carrot on the bag instead of his name. Then could not remember who they belonged to that afternoon. Only just found out after work last night that I am about 4 weeks pregnant. This brainless thing starts early.