The Yes Girl..

I was coming inside this afternoon after getting my son off the bus, when I hear someone calling to me. It was my neighbor, 2 houses down. I've never met her before, but her daughter goes to school with my son, and they take the bus together. I have no idea what she wants, but I wait for her to approach us. "Do you babysit?" "Um, I used to.." kind of pointing to my protruding belly.. And she says, "Yea, I heard! Twins! Wow" Then she says, "I'm looking for someone to watch my daughter this summer" And I'm thinking.. well, you know I'm prego x2, so what help do you think I can offer.. But of course, this doesn't come out of my mouth.. Instead, what comes out, and what I can't even believe I'm saying is "Oh, I'm sure I can help you out" WHAT?? It's as if someone else has stepped into my stupid blond head, and has taken over. I don't know what personality defect I have that constantly requires me to say yes to everything.. but that's what happened. She's going to stop by with a copy of her schedule in the next few days. I'm hoping I'll have enough balls to say "gee, sorry, I don't think it's going to work out considering my condition and all.." Although, out of all that dumb blond talk, I did manage to say that I wasn't sure how long I could help her, but not for the entire summer... Ugh. I'm such a friggin idiot!! Where is my back bone when I need it????