I was generally able to avoid pregnancy brain. Mommy brain, not so much. This morning, I was going to make some pancakes for S from the leftover batter. I poured what I thought was the batter on the griddle, and it started separating and looked very oily. Generally not nice at all. So we got rid of it. Then much later, we found what was actually the batter in the fridge. What was it that I had tried to fry? Salad dressing.
