I've still got 10 weeks to go and I feel like crying! Baby brain has well and truly kicked in and this morning I discovered I've lost my house keys. 
Earlier in the week I left my handbag at the swimming pool after DS's lesson, and then managed to walk all the way to the car still wearing those blue plastic overshoe thingys.
Yesterday (before losing my keys) I spent about five minutes trying to get into the house using the wrong key.
Basically, I could do with cheering up cos I feel like a right muppet!