S.C.
I went to pick up my son from preschool after a hectic morning with my infant daughter and my shirt was inside out and backward (I noticed the tag on the front of my shirt). Or the time while three months pregnant I forgot to pick up my son from the sitter and didn't catch on until my husband who thankfully got home from work early that day asked where he was. I could go on. And the irony is that I was a really on-the-ball, type-A person before I had kids. I feel slightly better knowing my husband has "Daddy-brain." Thanks for the other stories--that helps, too.