Moo brain is very much a thing, and no one would ever warn women about it because then some women might decide to not reproduce. Can't be having that because WE MIGHT GO EXTINCT! 
In fairness, forgetfulness isn't exclusive to Moos. I'm very absent-minded too. I can forget things immediately, or I might miss a word in something I'm reading that's important. I'm not deficient in anything, but I only sleep like 4 hours a night and it's been that way for like six years now, so that might be the issue.
My brain also moves about a million miles an hour all. the. time. I don't know if I have ADHD or something, but I think another part of why I am forgetful is because my brain is just always on the move. Out with the old thoughts, in with the new ones. Meanwhile, I can totally go on auto-pilot while driving and do bad karaoke in my car all the way to work and still react perfectly fine to animals in the road or people driving like retards.
But about 99 percent of the time when I'm trying to remember something, it will come to me sooner or later and I refuse to let myself look it up unless it's a last resort. Or if it's something I know that's ingrained like which way to flip the turn signal lever or my password for my work email, I will just relax and allow muscle memory to take over.
But the shit pregnancy does to the body is so far beyond brain farts. Maybe it's some kind of security feature of pregnancy or something. Pregnancy tricks a woman's brain into being stupid so she will focus more on her kids and less on other things, which could be achieved by causing increased forgetfulness.
However, dealing with all the bullshit that accompanies perfectly normal healthy brats could EASILY melt anyone's mind, especially if the Moo was a former legitimately smart person like a professor or scientist. You'd become a moron too if you had to answer 5,000 questions every day, yell at your kid 50 times a day for the same thing, be on a first-name basis with all the characters from the inane cartoons they watch, keep track of their favorite games and toys, try to find the perfect unicorn foods they will eat which they will proceed to say they hate the next time you feed them that same food. Having to comfort the brats when they are having the biggest miltdown of their life because they don't like their socks anymore. This would turn almost anyone into a retarded lump.
In fairness, forgetfulness isn't exclusive to Moos. I'm very absent-minded too. I can forget things immediately, or I might miss a word in something I'm reading that's important. I'm not deficient in anything, but I only sleep like 4 hours a night and it's been that way for like six years now, so that might be the issue.
My brain also moves about a million miles an hour all. the. time. I don't know if I have ADHD or something, but I think another part of why I am forgetful is because my brain is just always on the move. Out with the old thoughts, in with the new ones. Meanwhile, I can totally go on auto-pilot while driving and do bad karaoke in my car all the way to work and still react perfectly fine to animals in the road or people driving like retards.
But about 99 percent of the time when I'm trying to remember something, it will come to me sooner or later and I refuse to let myself look it up unless it's a last resort. Or if it's something I know that's ingrained like which way to flip the turn signal lever or my password for my work email, I will just relax and allow muscle memory to take over.
But the shit pregnancy does to the body is so far beyond brain farts. Maybe it's some kind of security feature of pregnancy or something. Pregnancy tricks a woman's brain into being stupid so she will focus more on her kids and less on other things, which could be achieved by causing increased forgetfulness.
However, dealing with all the bullshit that accompanies perfectly normal healthy brats could EASILY melt anyone's mind, especially if the Moo was a former legitimately smart person like a professor or scientist. You'd become a moron too if you had to answer 5,000 questions every day, yell at your kid 50 times a day for the same thing, be on a first-name basis with all the characters from the inane cartoons they watch, keep track of their favorite games and toys, try to find the perfect unicorn foods they will eat which they will proceed to say they hate the next time you feed them that same food. Having to comfort the brats when they are having the biggest miltdown of their life because they don't like their socks anymore. This would turn almost anyone into a retarded lump.
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