Sunday, May 17, 2009

I'm a hormonal mess. This morning I was ready to kill my husband for no good reason. I seriously mean that. Looking back I have no idea what the issue was, but I hid in the guest room for an hour and then gave him the silent treatment for another hour. The rest of the morning/afternoon was uneventful. Then, when at 4:30 an emergency calls him off to a client, I'm on the verge of tears that he's leaving. And even on days when I don't spend much of it hating him, this is good. I like renting movies and having happy meals with my kids. But today this was a big whoop.

I think it has something to do with the rhubarb cake I made. And by that I mean, the hormones made me make and eat most of that too.

1 comment:

The Maven said...

The third pregnancy was killer for me. Enough, in fact, that it was a deciding factor in not having any more. However, totally worth it. Have you seen Spawn? All those hormones were put to good use. I have a shirt to send you, btw, for your little one. It's second hand, but totally cute. You just have to promise me that you take a picture of him wearing it at some point. Can you email of FB me your address?