Yep and yep. I drop EVERYTHING and then can't bend over to pick it up. DH has to follow me around picking everything up for me. I walk into things and have to run my hands along the wall to keep my balance.

I've stopped going to the shopping centre on my own because the people rushing around me makes me anxious of falling over. I'm constantly looking for a rail or hand bar to hold onto. I'm now also avoiding walking anywhere with uneven surfaces.

I've forgotten what it was like to rush around. I seem to be in a different timezone now and we talk about "pregnant lady time" when deciding on how long something might take to do!