I posted recently that I was enjoying the third trimester more so than the others. In some ways it's true. But not as much in other ways.
My meltdown rate is increasing.
So far in pregnancy I've only had a few meltdowns. Seriously. Like 3 or 4 total. And at least one of them was legit. But now I'm not sleeping well and am tired and my body hurts. I've reached the uncomfortable stage of pregnancy. So now when things feel like they're going badly, it escalates quickly into the worst thing that's ever happened to me. Except I only feel like it's the worst thing ever and in my head I still know it's silly. So I keep ending up sobbing and laughing at the same time.
Today I had a meltdown because Seth made me stay at work an hour longer than he originally said and I was tired and hungry and then I went outside and it was sleeting/snowing. I was already unhappy about being so hungry (thanks Kroger for having gross apples and ruining my afternoon snack), but the snow. weather.com told me 30% chance of rain and that it was going to be 45*. Liars. So, yes, I had a meltdown because of the weather.
Although, I think I have determined that cold weather makes my hips hurt worse. So that's fun.
Anyway, I'm hoping this isn't going to continue until the baby pops out. Don't want the poor kid to think his mother's crazy. (I might be, but I don't want him to think so. :D)
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