Oh My God HELP!!!!

Okay everyone knows by now that I am not quite a sharer in the typical sense of the word….I share my thoughts on certain things and I share them mostly through poems, surveys and little stuff like that…those who know me read through this and know exactly what I am feeling day to day and can see through my “tough” exterior and know that I am just a sappy pussy who talks alot of “tough shit”…Don’t get me wrong I’ll kick anyones ass for something I believe in but what I mean is I don’t share my inner most thoughts about practically anything…well so I thought to myself “Kelly maybe you should keep a record of yourself being pregnant and finally get over you worriedness that everything will get fucked up and stop working and make this baby miscarry like the rest of them” I am abnormally hard on myself at crucial moments in my life and I plan to stay that way….So I thought that was my new years resolution… ( LMFAO that and STOP eating fast food PFFFT) anyways Nothing much has chaged I didn’t write…I didn’t even think about it really….Until about 25 mins ago when I had my first normal pregnant overly emotional moment….really honestly over the stupidest thing…. a cheese grater!!!

See it happened like this….this morning I wake up thinking “Kelly you have to grocery shopping so lets get it over and done with”…I look outside and there is at least 10″ of snow…okay means it won’t be so cold it will just be wet…Feels like a regular normal everyday in my world…I go shopping come back home like nothing is awry. I go about my buisness ( talking on MSN and reading my fav website at the moment ) thinking about the yummy dinner I have been craveing for like 2 weeks without really knowing what it is…. I start to make it when all of a sudden I find myself sitting in my kitchen on the floor with my phone in my hand calling my mother because I can’t find my cheese grater to grate the cheese and lettuce for my tacos….My mother in her all knowing wise way calms me down and proceeds to make me feel better about myself by telling me a story….”Baby…when I was four months pregnant with you…I phoned Grandma and proceeded to yell and cry and bitch in all my pregnant glory for an hour and a half that I cound’t open my bag of chips that I so DESPERATLY NEEDED like noone has ever needed before at that moment”.  I start laughing hyserically, which in turn makes me feel better….she says..” just slice and dice and get the job done the ol fashioned way.” I am thrilled that my all knowing mother gave me a soultion that I couldn’t think of in my overly pregnant state of poor porr pitiful me.  So here I sit thinking to myself you know hun you’re going to laugh your ass off about this one day with Jon and your child ( it’s an “it” still ) and life will carry on as usual.

Am I weird for feeling this way or is it normal to have these irritable and annoying moments of no revelations about how to undo what I think at most moments is the best thing to ever happen to me….Why can’t pregnant woman just be normal in day to day life?? Why is it that life just keeps getting more confusing and complicated by everyday ordinary things that normally I just laugh at myself about??? UGH God HELP ME from Myself at this moment….I just felt like sharing..so Happy reading and laughing and let the laughing comments begin lmfao

Love,
Me

P.S Here’s a picture of My belly ( Keep in mind I don’t know how far along I am yet ) Hope it works