Those pregnancy hormones are really something aren't they?
Just recently we took our kids to see the movie Cars. It made me cry. Seriously.
I was bidding on an auction on Ebay for some maternity clothes. I had signed up for a "smartsnipe" service to go in and snipe the auction for me at the last second. "A storm in the area of their ISP caused their server to go down for a while" at the exact moment my auction was ending. I lost the auction. I also lost my mind and spent the day crying and feeling depressed.
Today, for no apparent reason, I decided to start looking for the songs that I would like to put my birth photo montage to. You know, those neat little videos like the one of the butter birth I attended. I found a lovely little song for if the baby is a boy. It made me cry.
Do you see a pattern here? I feel like my emotions are being pulled by puppet strings here and there, making me dance an odd pregnancy jig.
The poor man in my life has been so tolerant of these swings in my mood, even when it means growling at him like a rabid dog because I have a migraine and he doesn't get them.
I go from wailing that I look so fat, to proudly rubbing my belly in the mirror. You'd think my body would be used to all this by now, we have had a few runs before.