I fall to pieces

I don't know what the deal is with me and accidents, or even near accidents. I was driving to the gas station this morning and going through a VERY green light when a cement truck decided that he needed to turn, at a VERY red light, right into me. He was going pretty slowly which is why swerving out of the way actually worked. If he had just been going a little more quickly I would not be typing this right now.

I would be in the hospital.

I know this sounds a little paranoid. The problem is that when something like this happens I fall apart. Falling apart is not the best condition in which to be operating a vehicle either. I still had to get through the intersection, into the gas station and to the pump.

At that point I turned my car off and burst into tears.

I do this all the time!

I fall apart in the stupidest situations.

Oh sure I am in labor with twins at 26 weeks gestation and I am a rock, but you give me a little near miss with a car and I am a puddle. It gets even worse when I hear my husbands voice on the phone, I always call him to calm me down, but it just makes me worse. Most of the time this is the point when I really loose it and break down into uncontrollable sobs. It is particularly embarrassing when I am not alone. Thank goodness this morning I was. There is something about hearing him that just makes me fall apart. He did reassure me that I was panicking with reason when he stated...

"That is not the kind of vehicle you want crashing into you!"

I think I will stay home for the rest of the day!!!!

(maybe I can get it together by the time I have to pick the kids up from school)