Ah, hormones.

Pregnancy hormones: The lovely weird things they do to you.

1. Overly emotional. Last night, Jason and I were driving home from a friend's house and I saw a dead kitty in the road. Just seconds beforehand, I had been thinking about what I wanted to eat for dinner. Not hungry anymore....needless to say.

We pulled into Walmart because Jason needed to get some things for work. He asked if I was ready to go in and I just started crying! Then my nose started bleeding and I cried harder! He sat with me and said he'd wait to go in until I was ready. I said I was too much of a mess and to go in without me. He waited a little bit longer then said he'd only be 10 minutes.

I kept thinking about that poor little kitty who was someone's pet. Kitty had a collar on and was hit on 136th, just before Huron. It was facing a neighborhood, perhaps on its way home...darted out in front of a car and the car had no time to stop. Friday night, dead cat, someone's weekend was going to be ruined when their furry friend did not return home. I said to Jason "I know it's silly I'm so upset." He said, "Ah, it's ok. I know you just care a lot." as he put his hand on my knee. You rock, J-Balls.

2. Self-medicate with food. After seeing the dead cat, I decided on the way home that a Wendy's Frosty would make me feel better. It did. A little.

3. Heartburn. Never had it before. I guess being pregnant does it to you. Had my first bout on Wednesday. UGH!! I ate a sandwich for lunch today and got another mild case. A couple Tums helped ease the discomfort.

4. Jacked up ankle. My left ankle has been jacked for months and months. Sometimes I'll step wrong (how does someone do that!?) and it'll send pain searing up my Achilles. I don't know if a previous injury is being exacerbated because of the relaxin hormone or what but even before I got knocked up, the same thing would happen. It was "most awesome" when I step "wrong" during teaching a class and for a few excruciating seconds, I'm paralyzed. Then it eventually fades. Weird!

5. Being grumpy for no reason. One time I told Jason, "I'm grumpy." He said, "Why?" I said, "I don't know but I'm grumpy." He chuckled and said, "Ok." And allowed me to be grumpy.

I am grateful that I have a husband who gets me. He understands the best he can whie I am in this "condition" :) He supports me, gives me hugs all the time just because, and never leaves the house without saying "Love ya, see you soon."