We have all heard others stories about the moodiness of pregnant wives. As for myself, I had always assumed it couldn't be as bad as some would say, that they were exaggerating for effect, but in all honesty, I'd have to say, it can be BAD.
I'd like to start out by saying that I have a very fun-loving jokester of a husband, whom I wouldn't trade for the world. He likes to lighten up our mood by joking around and "picking" at one another, when one or both of us has had a long day. As I remember and take a look back, this was some of the most fun we'd have during our days. Obviously, there are times when the joking around just doesn't do the trick, and sometimes is the last thing you want to do, but in general is effective.
As I sit and remember back to how much fun the joking used to be, I realize that, with time and age, I think we both have forgotten to enjoy those moments for the fun that they truly are, and just see it as bothersome. More often than not, and I think I am more guilty of this than he is, we let what is supposed to be fun become this annoying irritating situation, and snap. Instead of cherishing a moment that one or the other is trying to cheer the other up after a bad day, we take out our frustrations on each other.
Back to the moodiness of pregnant women. As hard as it is to say, and as much as I'd like to think I'd be just as bothered if I weren't pregnant, I have been BAD!!!! Although, I haven't actually come out and admitted to Justin, that he is not the one who is being over bearing, but that I am really the one being moody. It seems as though, especially the last few weeks, that no matter what he does to joke around, or pick at me in a fun-loving way, I snap instantly and get into a worse mood than I was before, or if I wasn't in a bad mood, I am after.
I realize I can't control my hormones, and he does too, but I feel like I have been absolutely awful lately. So, first I'd like to say to Justin that I am sorry for taking for granted the silly little gestures you do to try to bring a smile to my face, and that I hope we can both sit back and truly enjoy what each other is trying to do for the other. As I can't promise that I will never get irritated by something so simple for the next 3 months, I promise to try to see your purpose for what it is, rather than instantly bite your head off :)
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ReplyDeletelol..I'll never forget when I was in my second trimester and Mark had a cup of coffee or some sort of drink in a cup and we were in the van getting ready to go somewhere and my hand tipped it a bit and I started to bawl. lmbo. Oh the joys of pregnancy.. He's a pretty good man for being understanding. :)
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