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Okay, so I forgot about this great pregnancy symptom for me. I lose the ability to control my emotions. Seriously I get so mad or cry so easily (not like a screaming, throwing, hitting maniac) but if DH pushes my buttons (which seem oh so much easier to do) I get so irritated. I am normally very even keeled and very good at controlling my emotions so this is so difficult for me. I am also guessing a girl for me since I was the same way with DD (something about the estrogen).
And just an example we were at the grocery store. DH was trying to pick out tuna fish and taking FOREVER. Normally I just would walk off and get half the grocery shopping done during his life altering decision but pregnant me has to be snarky and inform him picking tuna is not that difficult and proceed to grab three cans, throw them in a cart and walk off. Silly, I know.
Case in point number 2 is going to be the death of me I am quite sure. He said I could not store hay in his large barn. Sounds like a no biggie but it is a huge deal to me. I can not fit enough hay (for my horses) in the horse barn and I am not going to be buying hay all winter with a big old preggo belly. His reason, my hay is dirty and it will get his stuff dusty. Blah!!!!!!!! It makes me so mad just typing it. I must brain storm solutions today to avoid turning into a raging lunatic.
Lord help DH. He might want a visectomy after 9 more months of crazy lady wife.
Mine don't read as funny as the tuna fish -- wow have I been there! But, yeah, this morning DH is all the way in bathroom and manages to hear my self-muttering. "What are you angry about?" he calls out. It was the frying pan. He left it on the counter instead of stacking it with the others. So, yeah, I think I might be getting a little *extra* touchy.
*sigh* Thanks, at least I know I am not alone. I feel like all the pregnant ladies I know are happy, glowing, angels and I am their demonic twin. Lol, okay, maybe not that bad but seriously, I need to check the attitude.