Anyone done any STUPID things while pregnant....

[badkitty]

I crashed our new car yesterday into a concrete pillar in the car park - got a massive dent in the back. DH keeps asking how I managed it and I honestly have no idea (I seem to have blanked it out in my head, except for the massive crunch when I actually hit the pillar) but am sure being 30 weeks pregant has something to do with it... Apparently my mum hit the window of a car showroom when pregnant with my brother and brought the whole thing down! It has really shaken me up and upset me though. Would appreciate any stories to cheer me up from anyone else whose pregnant brain has made them do daft things...

One day I turned up to work wearing mismatched shoes when pregnant - I kid you not, one black, one brown - totally different styles.

My DH drove me in that day (the only day he ever did) so I didn't realise until I was there and then it was too late.

I had to go out in my lunch hour and buy a new pair of shoes

I'm 33 weeks and done some really idiotic stuff. First I flushed a brillo sponge thing down the toilet! I watched it go down thinking how strange a sponge in the toilet.

I then stepped out on the stairs rather than stepped down the stairs and so fell headlong down them. At the time i was devasted that i'd ripped my toenail off. two days later I was in hospital and spent 9 weeks on crutches having torn a ligament across my bump.

Last week I left the straighteners on all day and only realised at 10pm as i went to get into bed.

Ok.. I really need to have this baby as I'm getting very stupid. Had a big energy rush in the middle of the night, sneaked downstairs, had some icecream. Cleared everything away so DH won't know. Put the icecream in the fridge.. DOH

im going to have stop reading these as tears of laughter are running down my face and im going to wet myself at this rate!!

Very funny - but have to tell you that DS is nearly three and I'm still doing things like this

I attempted to go from Midlands to York to visit my friend....quite a long journey to begin with. Even longer when you fail to realise until waaaay past Birmingham that you've managed to get on entirely the wrong train, on entirely the wrong platform - going to the opposite end of the country in fact & with no more stops until CHELTENHAM. Burst into tears on the platform & the kindly train conductors let me go back the other way for free....arrived 6 hours late lol. Ah well, at least I didn't end up in Plymouth!

Made a cup of tea last night and put it in the fridge. Took it out an hour later and drank it. Don't have clue why I did this. Didn't even realise the tea was cold until I'd finished drinking it.

Am 32 weeks, and last week, I went in the cupboard to open a foil pouch of food for the cat. Got out a pouch, opened it, shook it into the bowl then realised I had opened a packed of rib'n'saucy NikNaks instead. Cat not impressed.

Just found out I am pg, but had an inkling as last week we bought two sheds, in bits, they needed building, anyway we stacked them outside and it started to rain, I got in such a panic wanting to get them in the garage before thay got wet!!! DH had to explain that they're sheds!

So glad it's not just me who's driving is up the spout, can't paralell park at the best of times and have moved recently to house where all on street parking - the neighbours are getting much entertainment as I shunt to and fro trying to get into spaces you could put an artic lorry into.

Also suffer from complete inability to remember stuff - dropped dd at nursery and then nipped into tesco, stood and cried in car park coz thought the car had been stolen, just explaining to ds that we'd have to walk home and phone daddy then realised I'd walked in. Also a couple of days ago I had to go to every floor in the mulit storey carpark before finding the car on the first one I looked on.

My finest hour came today when I went looking in the changing bag for my mob phone and found half a cucumber - mob was in the veg box of the fridge - doh! Much laughter from dh and 3 year old dd.

Daft over sad stuff at the best of times but find myself in tears over really dumb stuff - Granny Murry had me going last week coz she was singing a wee lullaby to one of her mindees - just moved from Scotland recently and the accent just set me off.

Honestly, memory like a sieve, inability to finish sentences, words in wrong order, no spacial awareness - I should know by now that at 27 weeks there is no way I can fit between the wing mirrors of parked cars! Oh and does anyone else find themselves in absolute stitches over things that really aren't that funny?

I have put two different mobile phones in the washing machine in the past week.

I ended up at about 9 or 10pm in Reading station, in a train, on my own, in the sidings. I have no idea why it didn't occur to me to get off when everyone else did!

I watched the car in front of me very slowly back into me - I didn't even think about sounding my horn!

I also suffered from post pregnancy brain - DH asked what the weather was like outside and I told him the clouds were crying .

An old lady at toddlers had taken ages to knit my son a little cardigan. I threw it in the loo

I went to sainsburys once to buy some bitter lemon drink, "lost some time" and came to a while later finding myself staring vaguely at the wine rack. I'd fainted an hour or so before in my antenatal class so I wasn't really fit to be out by myself and I'm still surprised the mw let me wander off on my own. I drove home quickly and went to bed before I did anything else stupid that day.

At 7.5mo I sat very calmly on a roundabout observing to my Mum that it was all clear and after a few moments she kindly suggested I might want to pull out then - it was so still, all it needed was some tumbleweed to blow down the street and I was sitting there admiring the view on a roundabout that was normally very busy. I stopped driving that day for obvious reasons.

at least 3 times a week i forget to sort dinner

usually when i have actually remembered to start cooking in time/defrost meat/buy ingredients i do something daft like wait ages for the pan to heat complaining about how long it's taking only to realise the cooker's not on... ditto with kettle and oven.

went to a hospital appointment an hours drive away a cuple of weeks ago with both kids in tow and forgot; changing bag, snacks, drinks and urine sample as i was so busy reminding myself to bring the damn appointment letter.

i forget the vast majority of what we need when shopping each week... tried writing a list but forgot to bring it.

i could go on but i've forgotton all the other daft things i've done.

dp has taken to referring to me simply as 'crazy'

Was watching the weather with DH, I said, 'Oh, Ive never heard of Slight, have you?'
It was the wind speed!

I must have been about 20 weeks pregnant when I went to use the toilet in a friend's house. Walked in + the water was already up to toilet seat level, (they have two young dc's so one of them could have blocked the toilet somehow).

Anyway, I automatically flushed the chain thinking the water would go down (stupid pregnancy brain!!) It filled up, up + over the toilet seat, on to the floor + started seeping through the closed door into their hallway!!

I had to rush out + explain to my friend, I was extremely flustered by then! She didn't look too happy + we had to use an airing cupboard's worth of towels to stem the water flow, (had already started seeping into her living room!

Being the weekend her husband was home, he had to turn the water off + get down to the outside drain to see what the blockage was. All my friend kept asking me was had I flushed a sanitary towel down there! I was so embarrassed, of course I hadn't!

To make it worse her husband fished out something suspiciously long + white from the drain + they both just looked at me + at each other, shaking their heads!!

Anyway I offered to help clean up but they said no. Needless to say I cut my visit short + left!! This was several years ago + my friend still occasionally brings it up in conversation!!

When I was pg with dd1, my brother managed to step on the back of my shoe when I was walking and it ripped (mule). I only had that one pair of shoes and had a major breakdown about it, smacking him with broken shoe

When we bought our current house it needed alot of work. I managed to forget that we had no floorboards in the dining room and went three feet down legs akimbo on a joist. It really hurt. I was about 30 weeks pregnant with ds.

With dd2 ,I decided to take ds out to toddler group. Dh rang me to see if we were all ok (unusual for him he hates phones lol) I had left the door wide open and the car's (that was on the drive) keys and spare keys in the door.

3rd PG and 3x as bad!!! An example of "things" that have happened this weekend:

1. Dozy forgets to take DS1 to his best friend's party - despite having the invite pinned to the fridge.........

2. Dozy goes to the butchers and asks for brocoli!

3. Dozy can 't find matches anywhere. finally finds matches in freezer

4. Dozy puts a joint in the pre heated oven - then proceeds to turn it off (and has NO recollection of doing so, I blame the DH )

5. Dozy makes packed lunch last night for DS1 (very organised!) then forgets to send him off to school with it

aaarggghh!

Still got another 5 weeks to go!!!

You don't need to be pregnant.

When DS was tiny (and I was getting up sometimes 10x per night) I made a lovely spaghetti. I boiled the pasta, made the sauce, drained the pasta, put the sauce into the bottom of the pasta pan, put the pasta on top, mixed it up, put the pan next to the sink, put the dirty pan into the sink, filled it with hot water, picked up the Fairy liquid... and squirted it into the pasta. After stating at it for a momement (and cheching no-one was watching) skimmed off the top layer of pasta and served with parmesan and lots of black pepper.

It tasted a little soapy but I thought I'd got away with it until I confessed a few months later and DH had actually noticed but forced it down and said how lovely it was (ahh sweetie).

I nearly put the kettle in the fridge and the butter in the cupboard the other day.

I have no idea why.

Turned up for my mw appt today at the drs - thought I'd been super organised; had remembered my sample and to drink my lucozade 45 mins before hand for the blood sugar test thingy - announced myself at reception, they looked puzzled and asked if I was at the right surgery as mw only comes on Fridays, checked my notes and right enough my appts not til Friday . Gonna have to endure the whole yuky lucozade thing again - yuk!

I've ran over 2 bikes, and dented my neighbours car all in the space of 2months. I didn't think it had anything to do with preggers brain but now you mention it...