I’m a Mess September 28, 2006
I have not even had my new car for a week, and I’ve already managed to hurt it. Poor car.
Apparently I parked too close to the garage wall, and the wall and my car had a battle while I tried to back out of the garage today. I’ve never parked in a garage before we bought this house, but that’s no excuse for me fucking things up. I scraped the paint on my car, damn it! The garage wall didn’t get off too easy either.
Of course this led to me forgoing my planned errands to instead sit in the house crying. This is not an uncommon sight these days. It’s been a daily occurence this week. I know, it’s the hormones, but man, do I feel like a mess.
It’s not just the car. I can’t do anything right. I made a complete mess of the kitchen just trying to dish up dinner last night. I was dropping knives on the floor and just causing all kinds of trouble.
Hell, it had been hours after I returned home yesterday from an outing that included trying on some clothes on in an unsuccessful attempt to buy something new before I noticed that I had my shirt on inside out. Attractive.
Oh, and you should have seen me after I spent 45 minutes on the phone with our new mail order pharmacy trying to track down my Lovenox prescription without success. Long story, but it turns out they threw my Rx away. I lost it as soon as I hung up. Bawling can’t even begin to describe it.
Thank goodness my husband is beyond understanding of the crazy pregnant woman currently residing with him. I can always count on him to calm me down.
I will gladly accept the mess that is the current version of me, because I know it is all for the best cause ever. I do think, however, that I might lock myself in my bedroom for the next few months. I think that might limit the damage a bit.
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I know none of this is a huge deal in the big scheme of things. I just needed to vent. Then I can take a step back and remember how damn lucky I am to have a new car to scrape up and even more importantly, how lucky I am to have a little guy in there to screw up my hormones. I’ve never been happier to be a mess.
- Posted in : Post cycle #7: Trying to stay knocked up
- Author : amanda
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Poor new car. :( I am so sorry. You are definitely right - this is small stuff in the scheme of things and stuff that you will definitely laugh about later.
I have heard that women pregnant with boys tend to be much more scatterbrained and forgetful. Let’s blame it on that, shall we? Silly boys!!
Amanda, it’s okay. My husband and I joke that the only objects I ever get into accidents with are inantimate objects. I scrapped my car down a stone wall on our wedding night, hit the garage door two times, and even damaged my parent’s side-view mirror against the garage door when driving THEIR car. Wow. It looks bad when I put it in print. You’ll be okay and the paint will be easy to match on the car ;-)
I did the same thing with my car last night! I applied touch-up paint this morning :). I blame my neighbor for mine. It’s a 3 car garage for a 3 condo building and well, a 3 car garage on a 25 ft wide lot, you just can’t politely park a giant SUV in there. Between her suv and the telephone pole that sticks a few inches into my path, I don’t stand a chance. My poor side mirror nearly always has a nickel sized patch of paint missing from being too cozy with the wall.
Oh that sucks! I’ve done that pulling into our garage before too. It’s the worst feeling…and I’m sure magnified 100 times when pregnant.
Hormones are evil, be they artificial or baby-induced. I think you’re going to have the same problem as I did because you’ll be very pregnant during the holidays. Those commercials…let me warn you to stock up on the tissues now. Buy more than you think you could ever need. Trust me, you’ll use them.
Sorry about your poor new car. Our cars don’t fare well with us either, and since we’ve only had ours 9 days, I’m just waiting for it to get its first bump or scratch. It’s going to make me cry and I’m not even pregnant.
Yay! You sound like a very normal pregnant woman. CONGRATULATIONS! Oh, and a belated congratulations on hitting the 22 week mark!
Sorry about the car…hope she’s better soon.
A couple of years back, I was swinging into a prime parking spot in the parking garage for my office–trying to pull in quickly as someone was waiting to go behind me–when, whammo, pulled in too closely to the concrete pole support on the side. Scraaape went the car, down went my heart and mind. Poor car. My rear passenger door bore the brunt of that run in. It was by no means pretty and the touch-up paint didn’t make it any more so.
oh no, this is just the type of thing to set off a crazy pregnant woman! I’m sorry, Amanda… I am very familiar withthe process of wrecking cars. It sucks.
I always thought I was at the height of klutziness–until I got pregnant! It’s a wonder we all escaped unscathed. And, like Suz, my car issues have always been with stationary objects–poles, parked cars, etc. Hope the weepiness passes & that you have a good weekend!
Oh how your story made me feel so much better and I’m not even pg. I did a hit and run with my car and DH’s on the first day of DD’s new school getting out the driveway. DD was going to be very late as she was peddling for awhile and just sitting in her panties singing Rudolf the Red Nose Raindeer (it’s the middle of August thank you very much) in her room when it was time to leave. So needless to say I had to dress her and make her lunch and run to school and sideswiped his car in the driveway with mine and kept on going all the way to school before I got out to see the damage. Then I walked her to her teacher (snapped one shot with her and her teacher) and walked over to my car to start sobbing - not cause it was her first day or anything. DH had gotten in his car and down the road when I called him bawling. He didn’t even notice as the damage was mainly my car (of course the more expensive one). Take it easy girl as we all have those kind of days and weeks sometime.
I drove THROUGH my parents’ garage door one day.
And I didn’t have one eentsy beentsy little hormone to blame it on.
I think you’re doing just fine. ;)
The last bit of your post is why I still love to read your blog. You are one of the few pregnant women’s blogs I still read. I’m so happy for you two.
Too bad about the car–that sucks!
I’m so sorry about your car Amanda, as you know I did almost the same thing after I got my new SUV. It sucks…
I do hope you get feeling better, I’m still laughing at the banana picture, so fucking funny…
Hey, it’s Jason from NDLS (the only guy ever to post here I bet!)
Been lurking here monthly or so for the past year(s?).
Your post made me think of the complete set of dishes and almost whole set of glasses that Shannon broke through the course of her pregnancies.
And the full glass jar of applesauce all over the floor. That was fun.
In fact, the fond memories almost make me wish it wasn’t all over for us. I’m so glad it’s going well for you.