Wednesday, April 25, 2012


Oh the joys of pregnancy! I feel so bad for hubby. I really really do. I swear I have not felt this crazy in years... 

Hubby may not be the one carrying this child, but he is definitely experiencing this pregnancy with me. From the little weight gaining competition we seem to have going on (who has the bigger belly???) to the crazy mood swings he has to deal with....that poor poor man. He honestly deserves a medal or some "husband of the year" award when this is all over. 

I remember watching the movie "Looks Who's Talking" when I was a little girl. (It was one of my mom's favorite movies!). Even now, I vividly remember the parts where Kirstie Alley's character goes through crazy mood swings. I especially remember the part where she is sitting on the couch sobbing uncontrollably while watching television. It was so funny to watch when I was younger despite the fact that I figured it be to a bit of an exaggeration. 

Fast forward to today. Here I am, a 30 year old pregnant woman. I am a MESS and I have nothing but my hormones to blame. This poor child, he/she is being blamed for things before he/she is even born!!!!

 I don't think a day's gone by in months that I haven't cried while watching TV. Sometimes it's all out sobbing (like Kirstie Alley!) but most of the time, my eyes just start tearing up or my nose starts running. Luckily, I have a cold so most times I've been able to hide the fact that I'm crying from hubs. He loves to shamelessly point and make fun of me whenever I cry at tv shows or movies. That may be the reason I quit going to Nicholas Sparks movies with him. (Hmm maybe that was his plan all along?!) And who can blame him for laughing at me? I am crying at everything from shows like "How I Met Your Mother" to dramas like "Private Practice" to HALLMARK commercials! I'm embarrassed to admit I've also started crying while watching some of my son's movies with him. Most recently these included "Ice Age" and "We Bought A Zoo." Yes, it's true. I'm an insane emotional wreck. Let's blame my unborn baby...    ;)

The crying isn't too bad but the hot/cold mood swings are what's really putting a "zing" in our relationship. One minute, I'm SO happy and in love with my hubby. I can't believe I've hit the jackpot with such a wonderful man. The next minute, I am cursing the day we met (I'm PRETTY sure he is too!). I can't seem to help it. One moment, I'm fine. Then suddenly, something sets me off. Sometimes it's a big thing, sometimes it's a little thing. Last week I gave hubs a 20 minute lecture, half of it while standing up and waving my finger at him (so shameful!), for not putting down his phone while I was talking to him about an upcoming doctor's appointment. Was I right to be annoyed? Of course I was, it's rude not to look up from your phone so you can have a simple conversation with your wife! But I doubt the 20 minute lecture and finger waiving was necessary. In fact, I'm pretty sure he tuned me out after the first minute. 

Last week I also got mad at him for spending too long cutting the grass. WTF? My husband worked all day from about 8:30-5:30, then came home and had to spend 3 hours in the yard because our grass grows like it's on steroids. Then, he came inside to a hormonal screaming pregnant wife. I almost feel sorry for the man. 

I say "almost" because let's face it, sometimes he deserves a good "hormonal" talking to. For example, when he acts baffled by the fact that I'm tired at the end of the day. HELLOOOOO stay at home mom taking care of the cleaning, cooking, grocery shopping, dishes, laundry, and temperamental 3 year old boy while GROWING A HUMAN BEING IN HER BODY! Why the hell do you think I'm tired?! Or when he comes home and immediately sits down and opens the mail instead of saying hello to anyone, not even his son. Drives me crazy. 

However, the hubby is a good man. He's the kind of man I would want my daughter to marry- if I ever have a daughter, that is. He's kind, smart, funny, handsome, loving, and a good father. He spent two straight weekends-over 24 hours total- single-handedly building our son a wooden swing-set. The day after he was finished he took "A" on a father/son date--haircuts, McDonald's, and a movie so that he could work on continuing to build their relationship. Every night, our son begs for a story from my husband because hubs loves to make up stories in which our son is the main character. If "A" has a nightmare, my husband simply grabs a pillow and a blanket and sleeps on our son's bedroom floor for the rest of the night. Most of the time, I don't even know he's done this until I wake up alone the next morning. He came to every doctor's appointment when I was pregnant the first time and has come to every one so far this pregnancy. 

Most importantly, he puts up with my crap. Not that he doesn't dish out plenty of crap of his own, but you know what I mean. He's there for us when it counts. He STAYS. Doesn't sound like a big deal right? After all, we did take vows 5 years ago. But the sad thing is how many husbands/fathers don't stick around. Lately I've been reading a lot of posts on I'm in the October 2012 birth club. I cannot believe how many women have posted that their husband or boyfriend is leaving them. All of these women are pregnant. Most of them are scared to do it alone. Why shouldn't they be? It's scary enough to do with a partner. 

Because of these men, I thank G-d everyday for my husband. Even the moments when I'm seriously contemplating throwing something at his head. (HORMONES????) Hubs, if you are reading this, thanks for sticking around and dealing with my crazy mood swings. I love you.

 Just do me a favor and watch your step. You never know what a batshit crazy pregnant lady will do. 

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