Pregnancy makes me feel just about as dumb as this photo.

I experienced a healthy dose of stupid when pregnant with baby #1, including wearing my underwear backward and forgetting how to spell.  Yet somehow, it's been a shock to me that Pregnancy Brain is back for baby #2.  Like it's something you should become immune to after you've had it once.

While my academic spelling and math skills seem to be intact this round, the dumb has gone to a whole new level.  Enjoy, at my expense:

* Last week I rode the subway 'round and 'round in the wrong direction for 45 minutes. The first time I found myself on the platform of a station in the opposite direction, I laughed.  When I landed there again 30 minutes later, I cried.  Seeing as I've been riding the subway for 7 years, getting lost on the way home can only be explained by Pregnancy Brain.

* Telling dumb, make-up jokes only makes the teller look like a fool.  At the moment, friends, I am that fool.

* The other day I came home from a long day at work. I was late and the nanny was waiting to leave at the door.  I told her I just needed to run upstairs to quickly use the washroom before she left.  I sat down on the toilet and as I was going thought, something isn't right here. Something isn't right at all.  I couldn't put my finger on what the problem was until I stood up and realized I was still wearing my underwear.  As the nanny waited at the door, I panicked.  Now that I had peed my pants I had to make it out of the bathroom and streak through the hallway without being seen.  I couldn't decide if I should laugh or cry so I cried.  When my husband came home I was puffy eyed.  He thought it was funny. I thought I needed to be evaluated.

I was comforted today when I read a quote from Jessica Simpson, who is also pregnant.  Pregnancy Brain it seems, does not discriminate between the fabulously wealthy and us regular Joes.  This is what she said recently on Jimmy Kimmel:

"I just feel awful, I've been vomiting.  The crazy thing is, I never knew that a wiener could actually make me nauseous."

After a gasp she added, "Well, I guess I just told the world that I'm  having a boy!"

She went on to say, "I can't believe I did that; that was not planned… I just did it so crude, too. That was awful. I'm talking about wieners."

All I can say is this: Jessica, I totally get you. I peed my pants. I have your back on this one.