I am turning into my mother!!!

I am a neurotic nut job. Seriously. Do you ever have those days? I want to be calm, cool, and put together. Have a new baby? No problem. Relocating family of 5 across state? No problem. Schedule all those last minute hair, dentist, and doctor appointments before said move? Done and done.

Except not so much. In my hurry to be efficient and prepared, I think I am going into overkill. Does the 2 year old need to see the dentist? No, b/c she is too little. Why didn't they tell me that over the phone when I made the d*mn appointment? 3 children in a little dentist office is officially my version of hell. Just so you know. When will I get my wisdom teeth pulled? Who knows? I will have to stop nursing for 2 days and when will my husband be able to get off to help me? Again, who knows? Suggestions anyone?

By the way, my husband is a lovely man, but he is completely unable to multi-task. Seriously. Do not, I repeat, do not get in the car with him if he plans to make a phone call while driving. 1. You won't get to your destination. And if by some freakish chance you do, it will be about 2 hours later after much turning around and lane swerving. Take my word for it. 2. You will fear for your life. It is just not worth it. So, with this in mind, how do you think he does with the children? Brilliantly--if that is all he is doing. However, he has taken to having his phone beep with every email. (D*mn those crackberrys!) Therefore, he has to check the thing EVERY TIME it goes off. Every time!!! Well, let me explain. In the dentist office with 3 children in our care is not the time to take to checking emails! Remember, the man CANNOT multi-task! I am prone in a chair with my mouth open, and what are our children doing? Who knows? This is why I almost wrestled his phone away from him and threw it against the wall. But thank God I was in the chair...I did yell (after my mouth was free!)

Example 2: Should 3 children accompany their mother to her hair appointment? (By the way, I am now blond and I must say--I look fabulous! :) ). The answer is no! Christy. Always. No. But what did I do?....This is a lesser version of hell. Just so you know.

So, the point is this: Why have I taken to making public scenes and irrational choices? This is not me. I am calm, cool, and collected, remember? I don't hop into pointless situations without thinking them through. Why do I feel I have lost all sense of poise and reason? Motherhood is demanding, somewhat degrading, but ultimately rewarding, right? I refuse to throw in the towel and don "mom jeans", a short haircut, and 80s-style Keds. But a mental breakdown and loss of all reason if the first step I fear...

PS--My husband is a wonderful, wonderful man. I am lucky he puts up with me. I hope he takes this schpeel with a grain of salt. (I love you honey!)

PPS--None of this really makes any sense, does it? I think that proves the title of this post--unfortunately.