This is me on Pregnancy-
Homer here is showing how I have been feeling for the last few weeks.
My poor husband feels like he has been karate chopped to the face with my ups and downs.
One minute I am in a tissy about the house not being clean. My focus is especially on the dishes he forgot to unload.
The next minute I am crying because I feel so icky.
The next minute I could be in total silence.
But the worst is in the evenings, I get in this funk where I just really don’t like people. I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t wont to touch….in anyway. And I don’t WANT TO WATCH FOOTBALL!
Just this weekend, he tells me he thinks I need to be exercising everyday.
This throws me over the cliff.
It wasn’t that I thought he was saying I was fat, I just couldn’t fathom adding something to do to my evenings. And EVERYDAY!? EVERYDAY!?
Why would I want to exercise everyday now that I am in my first trimester, exhausted physically and emotionally, and battling nausea?!
WHY WOULD YOU THINK THIS WOULD BE OK!?
He tried to negotiate me to 5 days.
At this point I am furious, crying, and seriously contemplating slapping him.
That is how crazy I am with these mood swings.
This isn’t my first urge to violence.
When I was walking the other day, this lady was in front of me, walking in the middle of the sidewalk.
As I approached, I assumed she would pick a side and I would go to the other.
The rage that I felt in my body was like an volcano trying to erupt and spew out my mouth, limbs, and entire being.
That’s how crazy I am with these mood swings.
We are about to head to Tennessee for Thanksgiving and my boss asked me if I was excited to see my family and celebrate with them?
I just shrugged and said, “eh…sure”
She said, “What’s wrong with you?”
I replied, ” Eh..nothing”
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME IS I AM A CRAZY PERSON!
I have been trying to keep a check on the crazy.
Please pray for me, my crazy , and all the people that endure my madness.
Belly Question: What kinda of being crazy story do you have from pregnancy?