Pregnant Brain...

...it's not even funny.  My brain has not been working at full capacity for months now, and I want it back!

Here's some awesomely embarrassing examples:

On a recent trip to Last Chance, I bought Brandon the wrong size of pants.  And they have a "no return" policy, so I'm always extra careful before purchasing there.  I know that he's a 32x34 and I got some slacks that were 30x34.  Brandon humored me and tried them on - he's thin, but not that thin.

I had been SO looking forward to Rachel's dance/singing recital and made sure that we left early enough so that we could sit right in the front and get good video footage.  I had our bag packed, and everyone dressed and ready.  Brandon came home from work, and we rushed off to the recital with plenty of time.  Then, a good 10 minutes into our drive, I realized that I had left our tickets on the fridge, so I had to turn back and go get them.  We arrived just a couple minutes before showtime and had seats in the very back.

At girl's camp, there were plenty of ditzy moments, but my personal favorite was the fact that I forgot to take the flag down at the end of girl's camp and then left for home on the bus with the girls.  Oops!  Thankfully, the ward that was assigned to take it down that day did it without me and another leader had seen and reassured me that we didn't leave it there.  Phew!

The BIGGEST and most expensive mistake happened when I was in a hurry one morning to get somewhere with the kids - I was just feeling rushed as I backed out of the garage.  My brain disregarded the van's warning beeps telling me that the side door was still open until I HIT the wood panel on the side of the garage door (thankfully no major damage to the garage) and knocked the driver's side door off it's track and it would NOT close and definitely needed some new parts.  It was bad.  So then I rearranged carseats to the very back seat and drove it to our trusty car mechanic who lives fairly close (luckily) - with the side door wide open.  He was able to fix it for $265 (can you imagine what the dealership would have charged me? ouch!) and I felt so bad and cried to Brandon on the phone - he was very sweet and understanding.  I was much harder on myself.

From the mechanic's, we walked home (1 mile - about 20 minutes) in the heat while I quickly was trying to arrange a ride for Rachel to/from her dance/singing camp (it was some sort of dress rehearsal so I didn't want Rach to miss it).  I called Nicole, who's in our stake (her little girl was in the class too), and I told her the situation and she immediately dropped everything and came and got Rachel within minutes.  Not to mention that she lives closer to the studio than she does to me - she seriously went way out of her way to save my day and it meant so much.  She was so sweet to Rachel - she took her back to her house to pick up some things, got her a waterbottle (since I had forgotten to send her with one - dumb brain), and sprayed glitter in her hair like her daughter's since it was glitter/sparkle day at camp, then brought her home as well.  Nicole was absolutely amazing and I appreciated it so much.  With no family around, I have to rely on friends for favors and it's often hard for me to ask for help.