Crazy on you

So my mind likes to hit the worst of the worst in situations. And I know Im not the only one. But shoot, it's getting outta control these days!

Im at jazzercise the other day and while doing a move that I have done time and time again, I pull something and get a little pain south of the boarder if ya know what I mean. As I keep exercising with the rest of the class my inner dialogue goes a little something like this:

"Oh man, I've never felt that before. I hope nothings wrong. What if something wrong?"

Then I picture myself at the doctor and him telling me something is very wrong and I won't be able to have any more kids.

"Oh man, what if I can't have any more kids?! I feel like there is one more I need to have. Would life just go on while aching for the other child that I can't have? Im glad I have the 2 I have but I'll be heartbroken if I can't have anymore."

All while lunging and doin my cardio.

Today Lola fell off the chair. Got a tiny little red goose egg on her head. First think I think:

"oh she's okay. But what if she's not? What if something is wrong and I put her down for her nap and she doesn't wake up? Should I skip her nap? Oh man I can't believe she fell."

It's outta control I tell ya. Outta control.