Those were the words I heard as she came bouncing down the hall. It brought a smile to my face until I asked her to pose for a picture. I said, "Honey, look like Mommy and say cheese" ..... Do i make faces like that? I bet i do!
They say, "Hell hath no fury like a pregnant woman's scorn", right? Isnt that how it goes? I don't remember hormones when I was pregnant with Lindsey but man, oh man!, do I feel them now. So much so, I spent quite a lengthy time out of my life arguing with someone over the most practical treatment plan for cancer.... For like HOURS! Why? Who knows! I knew I could not convince this particular person to put down the apples and herbs and come join us in the ever advancing world of chemotherapy and radiation but yet, I kept talking.
Same goes with my dear husband. I know I cannot convince him that there is no point in trading his airplane because he will just want to trade it again for something different in two weeks. Might as well not even trade, EVER... But that, too, is pointless. Yet, somehow, there is a little homronal surge inside that says to keep on keepin' on....and so I do. I actually argued with my four year old stepson about the color of his gum yesterday. Seriously, I did.
It is not a pleasant ride that I am on...... Every little thing bothers you. I remember waking my husband up this morning at 3 A.M. to kick the dog outside because I could hear him panting and it was getting on my nerves... Just to give you another glimpse into what life is like for my husband each day of this nine month journey. :) I can also totally understand why some animals eat their young.... but that is another story, another time.
The life lesson to be learned here is have pity on any pregnant gals you may know. They realize they have horns. They hear themselves very plainly screaming at the lady in the drive through of Taco Bell because they ordered, "No sour scream", and there is clearly a gob of sour cream on their taco..... They even feel their body temperatures rise when their spouses smack their gum in a quiet church auditorium and fight the urge to Heimlich Manuever it out of them in front of God and everyone else..... They do..... This is also why i specifically put in bold letters on my baby registry that if you have had to work around me for long periods of time, then thank you for putting up with me!
I mean it.... from the bottom of my hormone infested heart. :)
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