So far this pregnancy--with the exception of some back pain, oh and also the dealing with the Gigantic Ass of Ridiculous Proportions--has been exceptionally easy. No weird food cravings or aversions, no hanging my head over the toilet, few crazy-lady outbursts.
Today I had a crazy day at work, and had to leave an hour early to make it to my hair appointment. I love my stylist so I keep going to her even though she's now 45 minutes away, and I have never once had to cancel an appointment. Anyway, like I said it was a crazy work day that ended with several back-to-back phone conferences, the last of which I needed to skip out early on to make it out the door on time. So I hung up the phone, threw on a little makeup (nothing worse than not having any makeup on under those salon lights...just kind of diminishes the nice feeling of having your hair done up), shoved the dog outside for a last bathroom break, grabbed my cell phone and headed out the door.
Just as I pulled our front door closed, it hit me. No...no...please NO! I scrambled through my purse and sure enough, NO KEYS. No house keys, no car keys. I quickly texted J (who was supposed to do something after work that would keep him away for several hours) asking him to please come home asap. Then I texted him 2 or 3 more times for good measure. When about 15 minutes passed with no reply, I lost it. The waterworks commenced, complete with audible sobbing noises. I let myself think of every possible reason J wasn't responding to my messages...his phone was dead, or equally likely, he was holed up in a hotel with a coworker. Everything but the obvious--that he was tied up at work and unable to get to his phone.
I am not normally one to break down so easily, but there you have it, proof of pregnancy-induced lunacy.
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Oh, yes. Yes. Three weeks before I had Joshua I screamed at the manager of a mattress store and actually THREW THINGS AT HIM!!!!
Do NOT mess with the pregnant woman!
LOL at both you and MB. Sorry, I remember that so well. There is a pregnant girl at work who locks her door every afternoon and bawls her eyes out for no reason. I can totally sympathize. Can I claim my lunacy on residual pregnancy hormones from 13 years ago? Darn.
Been there -- you really WILL become yourself again after having the baby. Don't worry. :-)
I'm likely to do those things now...sort of scared about what might happen if and when I DO get pregnant!
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