So, I keep reading up in my "What to Expect When You're Expecting" book and it seems every month so far has started with explaining the emotional ups and downs that pregnancy can bring. As far as I could tell this was no big deal, just normal emotions for me - no big blowouts with Ben about what dinner would be - no crying fits because I couldn't find socks - just not much to report...and THEN...I was watching a seemingly benign show on E! called Kendra...if you are not familiar, this is a ridiculous show about one of Hugh Hefner's former girlfriends who moved into her own house now with a boatload of money gained from the pure act of being Hef's girlfriend and doing The Girls Next Door on E! for a few seasons....anyway, long story short she is now engaged to a football player and much of the show led up to her wedding. I mostly enjoy this show because of her ridiculous antics and being generally retarded about everything - like not knowing how to grocery shop...However, low and behold the season finale arrives a week or so ago and all the sudden I am literally BAWLING MY EYES OUT about this girl's wedding! I was crying when she put on her dress, and crying when Hugh came in to check on her, and crying when she made her friends say "fart" so she wouldn't cry...seriously? What the heck is wrong with me? So, I was hoping for my sake (and Ben's) that this was a one-time occurance and I wouldn't have to worry about this kind of behavior again...and then came Whale Wars the show about people trying to stop whaling in the south pacific...and the Japanese shot a whale, and then another one, and then by whale number 3 I am crying like a baby and telling Ben we aren't eating living things anymore (that only lasted until dinner - my grandparents would never allow such a thing), but never-the-less I have lost my mind apparently. Just waiting for Grey's Anatomy to start...that show NEVER makes me cry...yeah right.
I will say the positive thing that has come is that though I may be sentimental about whales (and apparently former girlfriends of Hugh Hefner's), I seem to be generally more Zen in other areas of my life. I find myself driving without getting angry when people cut in front of me, and generally liking where Ben and I live (which is rough in the middle of Nowhere, Oklahoma). So, apparently I am a perfect contradiction - bawling over reality TV while calmly maneuvering the Wal-Mart parking lot.
Pregnancy is weird.
I will say the positive thing that has come is that though I may be sentimental about whales (and apparently former girlfriends of Hugh Hefner's), I seem to be generally more Zen in other areas of my life. I find myself driving without getting angry when people cut in front of me, and generally liking where Ben and I live (which is rough in the middle of Nowhere, Oklahoma). So, apparently I am a perfect contradiction - bawling over reality TV while calmly maneuvering the Wal-Mart parking lot.
Pregnancy is weird.
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