No, You're The Psycho Pregnant Lady

It's no secret that my temperament is a bit... explosive when I'm pregnant.

The running joke is that everyone moves, or goes on extended vacation, the moment I announce that there's a Minion on the way - self preservation for the win.

Admittedly, this time around it's much, much worse.

Some recent stresses have made living with myself a nightmare, and I spend so much time preventing an outburst in the Minions' directions that I end up throwing all the shade on Christian.

Thankfully, he handles like a pro and is pretty used to me, but I have a feeling even he wants to lock me out of the house these days.

Instead he mostly just looks at me and sighs, kisses my forehead before he leaves me to sulk in misery that came from nowhere, and attempts to communicate with human me every so often via text, and is greeted with the text equivalent of conversation in grunts.

I'd feel sorry for him, but since he is partially responsible, my sympathy is limited.

{That's a lie, I feel awfully guilty because today I wished I had eyeball lasers that I could cut him into bite sized chunks with.}

Tomorrow I'll be heading up the second annual Clickin Moms ClickinWalk with Veronica! I truly can't wait. This is just the break in monotony I need, and I'm hoping the decaf Pumpkin Spice Latte and photography conversation will soothe my savage inner beastie.

Can you believe it's almost October? Was last year not fast enough? This year put it to shame, broke some speed records!

I'm anxiously awaiting the next three months... the best holidays for food reside within them.

My body is ready.

Comments

[Kathy Schneider]

I can't believe it's almost October already! Crazy!