pregnant moment

I have had some very frustrating and embarressing moments the last few months and the story goes that this is quite common in pregnancy. Well, I'm tired of it. It started in the first few months when I managed to hit the garage with my car, yes the same garage I have been pulling into with no trouble for 4 years, and left a nice scratch on the car AND minor damage to the garage, then in the same week, managed to ruin my 5-year old flat top stove when I boiled something over and even though I knew better, panicked and used a knife to scrape it off, now what would possess me to do that?? I KNEW NOT TOO!! But did it anyways, and of course, dented the surface and ruined the burner so we had to go buy a new stove. Then one night left for work and when I came home the door was standing open and I of course freiked out thinking someone had broken into the house only to find out later, I simply hadn't closed it behind me when I left. Among other things, I constantly drop things and am completely clutzy, everyone looks at me like are you drunk or something? Its embarressing! You completely lose control of your own body. But last weekend I think tops the cake. I went to the vet clinic where I work last Sunday to do the chores, you know, routine stuff, letting the animals out for bathroom break and give them food and water, clean cages and all that fun stuff . Had been there about 1/2 hour or so when I let a dog out as I had been doing and stepped out in the exercise area to poop scoop from the last dog and the door swung shut behind me as it had been doing the whole time except this time, yep you guessed it, IT LOCKED! Of course my key is inside the clinic and my cell phone is in my (of course) locked car, the sun roof was vented but not open, so I knew even if I climbed up on the car I wouldn't be able to reach the locks, so I went and started looking outside for something to pick a lock with and of course found nothing, then the more I thought about that the more I decided that was okay because that was breaking and entering anyways, so I had nothing left to do but start walking. I walked to the nearest town to an apartment complex. Come to the first driveway and there is a van parked there, I'm thinking good, someones home, I go up and knock, of course no one answers, so I go to the second drive, 2 cars in that driveway, someones gotta be there right? NO, or at least noone answers the door, well way down the way an old guy is sitting outside with no shirt on (EEWWW) sunning himself, drinking what looked to be his 6th or 7th beer according to the empty bottles on the ground around him, talking on his cell and of course watching me going from door to door. I am really feeling like a fool at this point but also desperate so I walk down there, he was like can I help you? I was like can I use a phone, so he tells the person he is talking to that he will call them back and hands me the phone, so I was able to call my boss and she was able to come down and unlock the door and let me in, I was thanking God that she was home! Then I thanked the guy and started walking back to the clinic to wait and a person in a red car says "Hey, do you want a ride"? I was like no thanks, they were like "but i'm going that way" I was like thats okay the walk is good for me. So I walked back to the clinic and that car never passed me. It reminded me that you should never get in a car with a stranger, who knows where I would have ended up. Anyways, thank goodness it all worked out in the end, but with all the pregnancy adventures I have had so far, I wonder what I have to look forward to.