Judging from our daily threads and other posts, we all have fallen victim to our hormones. What is the craziest thing you've cried over and/or raged about?
The craziest thing I've cried over was at Hobby Lobby. I was picking out letters to paint for my son's name on his wall, decided that I was somehow going to mess them up and he inherently is getting a horrible mother. The craziest thing I've raged over was while filling the dishwasher, my husband was waiting to kiss me goodbye so he could go to work. I looked up and said, "AM I NOT F$%&ING LOADING IT RIGHT?!" He just looked at me while tears ran down my face.
You know, I was just reading a pregnancy book I bought for H (i.e., a "what to expect" kind of book) and it said "your significant other is likely getting used to the hormonal changes that are occurring so moodiness may decrease"...ha ha ha! I'm sorry but I am way more stressed/moody than I was in the 1st trimester.
I recently raged about our bathroom remodel (legitimate since it is taking forever) and jelly beans (not legitimate but I couldn't find the only type I wanted to eat at the store...I was seriously near tears until I found them).
DH can never find the lid that matches the tupperware he wants to use. He waits until he puts all the food in and then complains about the lid. This day in particular he had the correct lid, but it just doesn't fit right, never has. Rage leading to ugly crying.. It was great. And our friends got there 5 min later for dinner. Totally reasonable, right?
Last night I asked H to throw a pie box out in the dumpster because it wouldn't fit in our trash can in the house. He said, "Why? Does it stink or something" and I said something like, "No. Because I fucking asked you to."
So he did, then he got up and started washing and drying the dishes and I got mad because he was only doing it because I was annoyed to which he replied, "Well, yeah. Dishes don't have to be immediately dried and put away. But you're being hormonal so they'll get dried and put away." And then it was on.
And that's the story of how my husband almost died last night.
I honestly don't remember what we argued about but I remember arguing with DH in the car Friday and at one point his anger was just hysterical to me. So I literally went from mad to laughing so hard I was almost crying and the look on his face was priceless. He just kept saying "You're f***ing crazy". Even now it's pretty funny.
Oh also that commercial with the dog that grows up with the little kid (I think it's a car commercial) but every time it comes on I cry hysterically because I start thinking about my dog dying (seriously really irrational, she isn't old)
@mkemommy Word. I read that too, but the past couple of weeks I've been FAR more emotional than during either early pregnancy or IVF. 'Mood swings will even out' my ass.
@ahernandez16 Your husband is incredibly funny/brave/stupid. I snorted tea on my desk. Great post and I'm glad he survived.
Mine: I told my DH he could play his new video game all weekend and he did.
I was so mad I had to leave the house before I threw the game over the balcony or ripped his head off. I gave up ripping his head off for lent. That was really, really dumb.
I cried when I pet my two older dogs goodbye before leaving for our babymoon a few weeks ago. They are older, but not that old, but suddenly it reminded me of how when I was younger and we went on a family trip, we came home to find out our elderly dog had passed. Hubbie thought I was nuts!
@mkemommy Word. I read that too, but the past couple of weeks I've been FAR more emotional than during either early pregnancy or IVF. 'Mood swings will even out' my ass.
@ahernandez16 Your husband is incredibly funny/brave/stupid. I snorted tea on my desk. Great post and I'm glad he survived.
Mine: I told my DH he could play his new video game all weekend and he did.
I was so mad I had to leave the house before I threw the game over the balcony or ripped his head off. I gave up ripping his head off for lent. That was really, really dumb.
Haha! This made me think of another. H's birthday is next week and his phone is up for a new contract so that's what he wants for his birthday and I said it was fine. He called me the other day that he preordered the phone (because he gets a sosupercool *eyeroll* virtual reality helmet or something if he preorders it) and I got so mad. Poor guy was so confused.
I cried the other night because I found pantry moths in my powdered sugar...after I had used it. I seriously considered picking out the pieces and leaving it but H reminded me that's disgusting and probably not a good idea...
Edit: I realized my post was legit anger, nit stupid so changed my story
I must still be pretty hormonal because I feel completely justified in all my rage moments in this pregnancy! My husband, on the other hand, might have different feelings!
I had a moment last night while giving my 2 year old a bath. My husband walked in and found me sitting on the toilet with tears running down my face while my son happily splashed in the tub. He asked what was wrong and I became a blubbering mess because I felt like a failure as a mom because our son had been throwing tantrums all day long. He basically had to reassure me that 2 year olds have bad days sometimes and I'm not a failure (and I'm sure he knew my hormones were getting the best of me) so he had me go sit down while he finished the bath. These hormones are crazy sometimes!
I cry over just constantly feeling like crap. Today I don't know if I'm starting carpel tunnel or I'm getting the flu, my hands, wrist, forearms hurt so unbelievable bad. I had a meltdown basically over just feeling like crap, nothing else.
I cried last weekend while listening to Bob Marley's "don't worry about a thing. Cuz every little thing's gonna be alright". I cried because Bob took the time to individually tell me that every.little.thing was going to be ok. It was his message to Me-e-e...
Two nights ago my husband was complaining that he was tired, so I snapped his head off to go to bed. He got up and went to bed and then I proceeded to storm around the house, throw the dogs bone across the living room, storm into the bedroom and grab my pillow to sleep on the couch, and then started sobbing that my husband would stoop so low as to make his pregnant wife sleep on the couch.
I flipped out that my husband sat on the recently fluffed 40 lb bean bag in not the right way. Because a) there's obviously only one right way to sit in an oversized bean bag and b) it's totally impossible to refluff said bean bag /sarcasm/
I feel like I'm not super ragey right now, but DH isn't here to confirm. With DS, I once cried because we ordered takeout Indian food one night and I asked for chicken korma and I got vegetable korma. I'm talking big tears, and me screaming "I don't even LIKE this!" (which is not true, because we order it when we go out with my ILs and we all share it). I made DH call them and have them bring me the chicken.
My SIL told me the other day that pregnancy makes me more mellow... WTF? What does that make me the 99% of the time that she's known me and I haven't been pregnant? Wasn't sure if it was her trying to compliment me or criticize me in a backhanded way...
but I definitely think I am lucky, pregnancy doesn't seem to make me ragey. With my first pregnancy, I had this crazy moment when my husband hugged me, and my big belly got in the way. In my head, I had this whole conversation with myself, "my belly is in the way, but soon it will be gone. But then, there'll be a baby in between us. And that will never go away. What have I done to us, I like our life the way it is". I started to bawl, and he had no idea what was going on. Couldn't explain to him for at least 30 minutes until the sobs died down.
I cried once because my H brought me a regular powdered sugar donut instead of the cake like powdered sugar donut from Dunkin Donuts. He has to go get the right one.
I haven't had many tears yet, but man my temper is on a very short leash. Our girl has bilateral clubfeet so I've started researching doctors and the best way to accommodate the casting and boots & bar she will need. My husband's grandmother said last night that she thought we were worrying too much and over thinking it. She went on to tell me what ortho to take our daughter too because he fixed so and so daughters dislocated hip. I explained again that I did the research and the best ortho for clubfeet is in St Louis and that is where we will go. She said, "I know you think I don't know anything..." and I interrupted her to say, "Good, I'm glad we are on the same page." At which point my husband jumped in and said it was probably time to go. I usually love his Grandma but she was about to come to an untimely demise in her own kitchen. I'm pregnant and emotional. Tread lightly with your opinions people.
I haven't been bad with either pregnancy but with my first I cried because I had been thinking all day about the two slices of leftover dominos I was going to destroy when I got home from work, only to come home to find H had beaten me home and had eaten MY (our) pizza. I cried (like literally threw my head back and wailed) about how I was SO hungry and had been thinking about the pizza all day and I knew I was being ridiculous. My H felt really bad and apologized a million times and asked if he should get more pizza (I told him no even though I wanted him to get more pizza)
I'll admit I'm giggling my way through these! I'm not a crier normally, and even moreso (not a crier) now. I'm just getting irrationally annoyed by everyone and everything. No specific examples.
I had my first emotional breakdown yesterday. I looked at the pile of laundry I need to fold, folded about three items, and then burst into tears. My poor husband asked what was wrong and I sobbed that I can't even handle my own laundry, how will I take care of a baby?! (Husband proceeded to help me fold the laundry, all of which was my own clothing, and thus reminding me that I got myself good man.)
Side note - I have probably cried while folding laundry in the past. I HATE folding laundry. This breakdown was bound to happen eventually.
This thread made my day. We are in the process of trying to buy our first home.... Yeah, insanity. I'm three months from delivering! Yikes! So today we spent alllll day with the realtor and lender going over the inspection etc. just so. much. bullsh*t! I am unbelievably irrational all the time, as many of you have said as well so that makes me feel better lol. @NLewis1 lol totally something I've done a few times with various foods that hubby eats before I get to.
@RNMegan0711 We are starting the home buying process as well...we're insane!
I cry all the time, about any and everything. I swear I'm either crying, yelling, or laughing so hard that I'm again crying. Pretty sure H thinks I'm BSC! Examples: 1. The dog hates me because he wouldn't look at me...tears 2. The dog wanted to go outside early Saturday and Sunday...yelling (because according to me we have limited weeks until we never get to sleep in for like 20 years) 3. Commercial about babies or puppies...tears 4. Ice cream but no ice cream cones The list goes on and on
@RNMegan0711 I can totally feel for you and if I was in your position I would be crazy! I hated the house buying process. It's just so messed up! One definitely has to have a level head to get through that!
@rnmegan0711 Feel your pain. Kudos on dealing with all that while pregnant. Just remember how worth it it will be when you walk in your awesome new home.
I cried like a baby last night reading an article about Joey Feek and how she gave her daughter her last kiss before entering her "final sleep." I'm not really even a fan, but I've followed her journey with cancer the past few months, and it's so sad that she is leaving behind a 2 yr old baby girl with DS. So of course I started thinking that what if something happened to me and I had to leave my girls without a mom, and that got me crying even harder. Then when DD woke up this morning she immediately asked "where's mommy?" I cried again thinking what if someday she asked that and I wasn't there to say "here I am!"
And don't get me started on what happens when I read stories about kids dying/getting cancer/going missing, ect. Total basketcase!!
Lack of non-soft-cheese options at a restaurant (this was when I thought I had to avoid goat cheese and brie). Fortunately I go there often and have returned since... it was pretty embarrassing though. I was just really overwhelmed that day and just wanted a tasty lunch!
Free Redbull. Coworker was given cases of it from the class action lawsuit, and he was handing it out and I've been craving it! Well of course I couldn't have one and I bawled for like 15 minutes. Ridiculous.
@RNMegan0711 We are starting the home buying process as well...we're insane!
I cry all the time, about any and everything. I swear I'm either crying, yelling, or laughing so hard that I'm again crying. Pretty sure H thinks I'm BSC! Examples: 1. The dog hates me because he wouldn't look at me...tears 2. The dog wanted to go outside early Saturday and Sunday...yelling (because according to me we have limited weeks until we never get to sleep in for like 20 years) 3. Commercial about babies or puppies...tears 4. Ice cream but no ice cream cones The list goes on and on
If it helps about #2, I got to sleep more when I had my son and his first year than before I had him. Maybe I'm just really lucky? I don't know but I'm not banking on the same experience with my 2 year old and a newborn
Re: How I know my placenta is working...
Sigh.
I recently raged about our bathroom remodel (legitimate since it is taking forever) and jelly beans (not legitimate but I couldn't find the only type I wanted to eat at the store...I was seriously near tears until I found them).
I mean who orders breadsticks without marinana sauce?
*insert raging, hungry, pregnant woman*
So he did, then he got up and started washing and drying the dishes and I got mad because he was only doing it because I was annoyed to which he replied, "Well, yeah. Dishes don't have to be immediately dried and put away. But you're being hormonal so they'll get dried and put away." And then it was on.
And that's the story of how my husband almost died last night.
Oh also that commercial with the dog that grows up with the little kid (I think it's a car commercial) but every time it comes on I cry hysterically because I start thinking about my dog dying (seriously really irrational, she isn't old)
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L : 7/26/18 (SIUGR, micropreemie)
@ahernandez16 Your husband is incredibly funny/brave/stupid. I snorted tea on my desk. Great post and I'm glad he survived.
Mine: I told my DH he could play his new video game all weekend and he did.
I was so mad I had to leave the house before I threw the game over the balcony or ripped his head off. I gave up ripping his head off for lent. That was really, really dumb.
Haha! This made me think of another. H's birthday is next week and his phone is up for a new contract so that's what he wants for his birthday and I said it was fine. He called me the other day that he preordered the phone (because he gets a sosupercool *eyeroll* virtual reality helmet or something if he preorders it) and I got so mad. Poor guy was so confused.
Edit: I realized my post was legit anger, nit stupid so changed my story
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Two nights ago my husband was complaining that he was tired, so I snapped his head off to go to bed. He got up and went to bed and then I proceeded to storm around the house, throw the dogs bone across the living room, storm into the bedroom and grab my pillow to sleep on the couch, and then started sobbing that my husband would stoop so low as to make his pregnant wife sleep on the couch.
I really need a time out sometimes.
but I definitely think I am lucky, pregnancy doesn't seem to make me ragey. With my first pregnancy, I had this crazy moment when my husband hugged me, and my big belly got in the way. In my head, I had this whole conversation with myself, "my belly is in the way, but soon it will be gone. But then, there'll be a baby in between us. And that will never go away. What have I done to us, I like our life the way it is". I started to bawl, and he had no idea what was going on. Couldn't explain to him
for at least 30 minutes until the sobs died down.
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not a crier normally, and even moreso (not a
crier) now. I'm just getting irrationally annoyed by everyone and everything. No specific examples.
Side note - I have probably cried while folding laundry in the past. I HATE folding laundry. This breakdown was bound to happen eventually.
I cry all the time, about any and everything. I swear I'm either crying, yelling, or laughing so hard that I'm again crying. Pretty sure H thinks I'm BSC! Examples:
1. The dog hates me because he wouldn't look at me...tears
2. The dog wanted to go outside early Saturday and Sunday...yelling (because according to me we have limited weeks until we never get to sleep in for like 20 years)
3. Commercial about babies or puppies...tears
4. Ice cream but no ice cream cones
The list goes on and on
And don't get me started on what happens when I read stories about kids dying/getting cancer/going missing, ect. Total basketcase!!
I can't stand myself.