I've been pretty even-keel emotionally throughout my pregnancy (well, as even-keel as someone whose husband has terminal cancer and who is pregnant can be). In the past few weeks, though, everything makes me cry. For example:
1. Yesterday, it took me 30 minutes instead of the usual 20 to get home from work. Tears ensued.
2. Last week, we installed a Frog Pod in our bathroom for future bath-toy storage. It's really cute. Today after I took a shower, it fell off the wall and crashed into the tub, taking the mounting equipment along with it. No one was hurt, but I was so sad about the Crash of the Frog Pod that I cried.
3. I got home from work kind of late one day last week; I had gone to a happy hour thing with coworkers where much fun had been had but there was not much to eat. I had fantasized all the way home about eating some leftovers from our fridge. When I got home, I found that my husband had eaten said leftovers, as was well within his right. I cried anyway.
4. We wanted to see a movie over the weekend. The one we wanted to see was not playing at a convenient time. Oh, the emotional pain, soothed only by tears!
5. I had a mighty struggle getting my car into a parallel parking spot during our weekend getaway to Maine. In fact, I never got it to work; I gave up after five or so attempts and, tears streaming down my face, moved along in search of a more friendly place to park.
I could go on, but you get the idea. My lesson here: hormones are powerful things.
Moi
- Snickollet
- I'm a mother and a widow, and a whole lot of other things. Here, though, I tend to write about parenting, grief, and their intersection.
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6 comments:
And you have twice the hormones too.. you poor thing.
Take care and good luck!
I'm sorry you are having such a bad time. We have the frog pod and love it (it works great for twins!) I hope you can get it to stick to the wall! Hubby says to make sure the wall is really clean (alcohol) and let the part that sticks to the wall stay up for a day or two before attaching the frog.
Hang in there.
Hmmm...I cry at the tiniest setback, but I'm pretty sure it's not for the same reasons (at least, not for the two big ones!)
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You are dealing with so much. Let the tears flow. Soon, you will have much reason for great joy!
Our Frog Pod crashed too. I didn't cry, but my then 12-month old boys sure did! They were in the tub at the time, and I was alone with them. It was pretty awful. The attachment piece does have screwholes, if you can get them through tile.
Natural hormone balance is really difficult to hold! Take care!
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