This is actually hard for me to admit, but being pregnant with baby #3 has left me a sobbing mess.
I'm not a cryer.
I hate crying.
I have a sick sense of pride that tears rarely leave my body.
My first two pregnancy's had no effect on my emotions. I felt normal as far as emotions went.
A lot of people say that being pregs with girls is different than being pregs with boys.
As I looked back over the last 37 weeks, I realized what a crying little wuss I've been.
I don't know if it's because my baby has a vagina or if I'm turning into one.
The extra embarrassing part is what I cry about. It's the stupidest stuff ever. I would never shed tears over this stuff in real life.
Here is some of the stupid stuff I've been blubbering about:
- My hair.
Look how yellow/orange it was.
I sobbed about this on the phone to my mom. I know it's just hair. Embarrassing.
- Jared and I didn't have sex before he went out of town.
Don't worry though. I called him, he turned his car around, and came home for a quickie.
- A video of a precious moment between a mom and baby.
It made me cry but that didn't stop me from watching it 20 times.
- The baby's room was a mess.
- I threw up in public.
But now that I'm in the 3rd trimester it suddenly makes me cry.
I don't cry until I get home, but still.
- I scratched my car.
There is a reason I drive an older inexpensive car, and that reason is because I like not stressing out about it. But you better believe I cried about scratching the car I don't care about. Why? Cause I'm pregnant.
- I peed my pants for the 8937089286th time.
- A guy hit on me at the grocery store.
- My brother, Jake, and his girlfriend, Jenny, threw me a little birthday party.
They bought me flowers and a meat stick.
AND a freaking Raptor skull because skulls make me happy.
It was so nice. Of course I cried.
- I can't see my pubes good enough to trim them.
This is just a small sampling of all the stupid stuff I've cried about. Hopefully I'm not the only pregnant girl that does this.