Thursday, December 20, 2007

My charade is the event of the season...

I hate hormones. Don't get me wrong, I've always cried at Hillary Duff deepest darkest secret...but now even episodes of Lizzie McGuire are choking me up. And it's not a good cry either, it's more like a 'you have got to be kidding me, dry it up wuss' type of cry. Like you know how ridiculous you look while in the midst of it.....then you're just left riddled with shame....maybe I should start writing dark pregnant poetry....Abrahm asked me the other day (half joking, and yes, over a fully inappropriate subject matter) if I had the baby blues, and if I had thought of hurting the kids lately. Without hesitation I emphatically replied 'of course.' But in all fairness Eiffel is almost two.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You crack me up cutie. Call any time ya need to vent. lol. ;)

I don't think I have cried at Lizzie...but I have gotten choked up over Hallmark commercials...and I wasn't even preggo. or on my what is my excuse!? lol. =)