I've heard it a million times: "Pregnant women are emotional". I'll be honest with you, I had always chalked it up to be an excuse for pregnant women to blame everything on. Well, I'm now a believer. Case in point: Yesterday I cried at the grocery store because the lady checking me out was "mean". Here's the story...
It had been a rough morning to start with. My "panels" were dirty (aka maternity jeans) and I had dried my two favorite shirts with a tube of chapstick (grease spots everywhere!). This made getting dressed in the morning particularly emotional because NOTHING else fits. I know I'm pregnant and things aren't supposed to fit like they used to, but the irrational pregnancy hormones were flying and I felt like my legs were two cows trying to squeeze into the same stall.
After trying on about 6 different outfits, I settled on the dirty panels and covered my grease spotted shirt with a zip up hoodie. My next stop was to take Travis lunch. Since I had spent so much time deciding on what to wear, I decided to grab him something quick on the way. I remembered seeing a Taco Bell somewhere by his work, so that was the plan. Long story short--No Taco Bell on the way and I got lost for like 40 minutes.
By the time I got to the grocery store, I was hungry and tired. So when the lady at check out gave me grief about all of my coupons and then wouldn't let me use half of them-I broke down. The break down actually didn't happen until I was walking out of the store (thankfully) but I can't tell you how ridiculous I felt when a bum asked me for "gas money" while I was loading my groceries and all I could choke out was a sob.
Even as I write this I realize how crazy I must be. I would have never let ANY of that get me down before. Where did I go?! haha. I know I'll laugh at this later but hopefully in the mean time the it gave you a little chuckle!
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Oh Malea, I can't tell you how many times I have felt this exact same way... it is just one of the many adventures of not only being pregnant but being a mother... It did put a smile on my face though! YOu are too cute, welcome to motherhood the clothes will fit again but the stains will never end;) hang in there it will get better. LOVES!
I am sorry! I completely understand. The worst part is that you know that you are emotional and you can't help it so it makes it worse! I'll tell you a story to make you feel better! Hopefully it's not to blunt for you! ;0)So...after Kirra was born and my milk came in...I was major uncomfortable to say the least. It just hurt like crazy...well little Kirra kicked me square in the chonga and I immediately started crying. So...I reached for a blanket to cuddle and knocked over a glass cup...sending it shattering all over the ground. Now I'm crying even more. So...I bend over to pick up the glass and pee my pants (my muscles hadn't healed yet from delivery...but that's a whole different story). Hahaha...sorry...this is just so funny now! But that's not all. So now I have to pick up the broken glass and clean up my pee. I finally get settled on the couch to feed Kirra (which is what I was trying to do before all of this broke out)...and the pump that was sitting on the back of the couch tipped over...dripping milk all down my back! I couldn't believe that it all happened! Anyway...I hope it makes you or whoever else reads this laugh...because it is sooo funny looking back...but definitely wasn't at the time!
Oh, boy! That story was like digging into a dozen maternal moments and I just started to laugh. When I was pregnant with you, we were going to the old church where the mortuary is at 8 a.m. because there were 4 wards in the building. It was Mother's Day and my first holiday of the like without dad's help to control the natives. Carson was tormenting Kadie, who was hitting him with all the ammunition out of the diaper bag she could find. Every time she would cock her arm back, she would hit me square in the belly button that was the size of a small grapefruit at that time. I was doing everything I could to control my anger when Annie leaned over and told me that Kadie didn't have any underwear on. I was listening to some Molly Mormon pulpititizing the wonders and joys of motherhood when I cracked. Gathering Kadie up (well, more like hoisting her with the energy of a forklift due to the adrenalin rush), I told MaryAnn Lunt, sitting behind me to kill those two while I was gone, and left sobbing out the back door. I was so embarrassed that I called the bishop's office and told dad to find someone to bring the other kids home after primary and vowed that I would never go to another Mother's Day program as long as I lived. I hope you are keeping this in a journal, it will be good for family reunion scrap booking.
Hi Malea!! I noticed your blog on Sarah Balls, so I thought that I'd check it out!! I love reading your blog! I hear you about the emotions when your prego, I've broke down at work once, when this old lady was onry with me....embarassing, but you just can't help it!!! Good luck with the rest of your pregnancy!!
Malea I love ya so much. I have days like that and Im not even pregnant! Wow... Your story and your moms made my day. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. YOu better write that one down! Hope I get to see ya this weekend! Love ya
Malea, so funny! Yeah I cried and picked a big fight with Seth in a Taco Bell drive thru on my last pregnancy because he knows that food makes me sick so he asked, "are you sure you want to eat this?" I flipped out bawling and yelling at him that he thinks I'm too fat and Fine, I won't ever eat again if that'll make you happy! HAHA, love those hormones. It only gets worse after the birth for a few weeks.
I am loving everyones stories. It's nice to know I'm not alone! You gals are so great!!!!
Malea- You know.... I just love you! I'm so glad to have you in my life. I don't feel so alone now. Don't worry to much about the disgruntled checker. As for the "harmons" tears, just let them come. It always makes me feel tons better. Oh, and a shout out to MOM: Thanks for the no underwear story, that's one I haven't heard yet.
Love you sis!
Oh Malea, You are the cutest pregnant lady ever!
Aw, your story brings back so many memories! Thanks for sharing. :)
Oh my word, you poor girl! Being pregnant SUCKS when it come to emotions and the whole getting huge thing. Just try to remember what I looked like! An elephant! And elephants never forget, that's why I can't have another baby yet. At least you're cute! I had people asking me "any day now" when I was SIX MONTHS! I have lots of good sad pregosaurus stories but I'll spare you. If you ever want some girl time/sympathy I'm just 10 minutes from downtown!....if you're still up here anyway. Good luck! You're almost there!
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