Today was by far the hardest day since leaving the hospital. Went to go get 2 cakes for my kids' birthdays, but only found 1 to match a theme my son picked out. I basically had an anxiety attack trying to figure out how to do the cake to match the theme I bought supplies for. H kept suggesting a unicorn cake which we did last year and it got messed up twice, so I told him I didn't want to do that again plus it didn't match the theme. I got so upset I left the store, got in the car, H said something and I said screw this, I'm done. Got out of the car, grabbed my purse and told him I'd see him later. I was going to go back in the store and try to figure out the cake without the stress of everyone around, but H got out of the car as well and started walking away as well. I ended up getting back in the car and driving off, leaving him in the parking lot until I cooled down, came back to the store to order the cakes and then he got back in the car while I was in the store.
I feel stupid and totally off the walls for reacting that way over a cake situation. I feel like I'm losing my mind these past few days. It's been such a struggle.