Losing it...

My close friends and family will all tell you that I have always been one that had it together. I remember important holidays, keep on top of events, I'm meticulous about getting my teeth cleaned every 6 months, cleaning my carpets regularly, flipping the mattress, etc. I thought this would be wonderful attributes to assist me in becoming a mother. No one told me that you lose your mind when you are pregnant. We can blame it on the hormones, being pre-occupied or whatever, but seriously, yesterday it got ridiculous.
I took a 1/2 day of work in order to look at daycares and visit the doctor. We arrived at the daycare, took a tour, asked lots of questions and then left. I then proceeded on crying in the parking lot because I'm struggling thinking about leaving the babies when they are so tiny in a place that is so big. Let's keep it in perspective, it will be almost 9 months before this actually has to happen, but I cried anyway.
Next, we went to the doctor to find that it was closed. Yep, showed up for a 4 o'clock appointment and it was closed. Do we know if our appointment was 3 instead of 4 or next week instead of this week or never existed in the first place, who the hell knows. But at the end of it, I showed up, with my entourage of husband and mother, to an imaginary appointment.
I had been invited to attend the Southside Mother of Multiples Pre-Sale Sale last night. So, my mom and I drove from Carmel to Greenwood in Friday rush hour traffic. Only to get pulled over 2 blocks from the sale. "Ma'am, did you realize you blatantly disregarded the traffic signal back there?"After some whimpering and explaining that "We're not from around here", he let us off with a warning. We show up at this sale, not really knowing what to expect to be greeted by hundreds of sellers and hundreds of shoppers. It was serious business--let's just say I had to show my ultrasound picture at the door to prove I was indeed going to be a mother of multiples. We waited 40 minutes to get through the door and then felt as though the walls of the 2 gymnasiums that were filled were beginning to close in on me. Have I mentioned I have a slight problem with anxiety? We bought a $30 pack-and-play for grandma and then called it a day.