Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Don't pop my balloon



Mood swings...need I say more? Yes...Yes, I do.




After consuming a large quantity of chocolate last night, I started to get very, very giddy (just ask Emily. She was an eye-witness.). It was okay at first, and I was glad to be happy for a change, instead of my usual crabby self. Our realtor came over, and I exclaimed really loud at one point, "I AM REALLY HYPER!" He laughed, and then quickly changed the subject. "Clean cup! Move down..."



As I was floating along in my euphoria balloon enjoying the all-too-entertaining, and for some reason, extremely funny scenery, I failed to notice I was heading for a big, pointy tree.


And that is where I popped and landed and I have been living in the Crappy Attitude Tree all day long without a clue as how to get out (kind of like when Tigger got stuck in the tree after bouncing too high and his tail got in the way...but I don't have a tail...whatever.).




My poor children...

"Mommy, can I have a glass of milk?"

"NO! Leave me alone..."




Even the usual, cute silliness of Eva not wanting to take a nap grated on my frayed, popped balloon pieces and I said, a little too sternly, "You are NAUGHTY!" Which resulted in two big, blue eyes welling up with tears and a big pouty lip.




Sigh...Only a few more months...Hopefully I will be able to lay aside my bi-polar pregnancy tendencies and be relatively normal instead of a psycho, neurotic spaz.

2 comments:

Katscratchme said...

Not to pop your current bubble, but postpartum moods aren't that great either... plus adjusting for another little soul to take care of...

Not to pop your bubble...

shydandelion said...

Hey, been there, done that. You are preaching to the choir. :P

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