who? what?

gah.  pregnancy brain was nothing compared with my new, sleep-deprived "mommy brain."  the other day, the bank called and asked for my maiden name. 

"page." no, wait, that's my mom's maiden name.  i mean my daughter's middle name...they probably think i'm restating my first name... "i mean, page."

at least i remembered something.  a few days prior to this, someone asked me what my daughter's name was - and i couldn't remember.

oh also, i swear i saw a seagull flying over our apartments like a week ago.  but that actually happened.  i think.

but then i smell penelope's little head, which smells like burt's bees shampoo - kind of spicy and milky, like a cookie - and i forget that i can't remember anything.  and i get really hungry for an eight-pound cookie.