Monday, August 24, 2009

P is for psemi-psychotic preggo

Further evidence that I am no longer in control of my emotions:

Yesterday afternoon, I called my mom to update her on a couple of things and got her voicemail. Usually, she either picks up right away or calls me right back (she's almost as nervous about this pregnancy as I am). At 8:00, I still hadn't heard from her, so called her on both her cell phone and land line. No dice. So I tried again about 15 minutes after that. Still nothing. I know she's been working on painting a couple of rooms in her house, so cue visions of mom with a broken neck at the bottom of a ladder. 5 more minutes -- try again. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Finally, at about 9:00, I decided to drive the 25 minutes to her house to make sure that she was alive and OK. The whole way, my heart was pounding and I was thinking about all of the grisly ways I might find her when I arrived. I was TOTALLY CONVINCED that my so-called intuition was telling me something was NOT RIGHT.

Turns out she was painting the bathroom with the door closed and the fan on, and couldn't hear the phone(s).


This morning, I started crying while putting on my makeup because I heard on the local news that school was back in session and the traffic might be heavier than usual. Seriously, this is all it takes to set me off?

Goal for today: no more crying. I'll be happy to take bets from anyone who cares to wager.


Carrie said...

Um, we are in sync. I have already cried LOTS today and yesterday... you are in good company, sister. Your actions to me seem quite justified to me: further evidence you and I should not make any decisions.

I am thinking you and I might still have more tears to come today. Mine might be about a blog I read, or perhaps what is for dinner. I am spontaneous like that: you never can tell.

I tried thinking of something really funny the other day so I could stop crying before the nurses came in and settled for using my pillowcase like a tissue instead.

Valerie said...

I know how you feel, commercials are getting to me lately. We bought our baby car seats and all I could think about is me finally being a mother. With all the time with infertility, it's hard to believe that it is finally MY turn. That always sets me off!
Good luck...

MoonNStarMommy said...

I have moments like that all the time :) LOL... {{HUGE HUGS}}

~Ifer said...

That was so sweet of you to drive that far to check on her :) I am glad she was ok.

Crying is okay, it is healthy :)

Michele said...

Crying is okay! Better it gets out than you hold it in and have an emotional shut down.

K said...

hey...nominated you for an award. See you maybe next month?

Anonymous said...

You are so cute to drive to check on your mom! (I would've done the same thing.) I don't have any advice - I'm not even pregnant, just on fertility meds, and I get weepy for no reason whatsoever! Like you, I'll be thinking about all the good things in life and wondering "why the hell am I crying? I'm happy!" So weird.

Baby Hungry said...

I have to admit that I have this same kind of paranoia, but I can't blame it on being prego. Loved your story!


zengirl said...

Hi, I just stumbled upon your blog and love reading your posts! I can totally relate to your crying - I cried watching reruns of the Amazing Race, and I was only ovulating around that time! God knows what I'll be like when and if I should be so lucky to get pregnant! It's also really sweet that you check up on your mum! My mum lives on her own and I get worried sick when she doesn't pick up the phone or return my calls within 3 hours!

And congratulations on your kidlet! Your story has inspired me!