Hormones

Every trimester, I have thought that it was the last trimester for crazy hormonal changes. Every trimester, I have been wrong. Maybe it never ends. Last night, I was panicking because I have to give birth in the near future. Then, I was laughing quite heartily at Scott's stories of the incredible snores that are accompanying my cold. This morning, I was crabby just because I had to wake up. Then, I was really happy for most of the day because I rocked out one of the hardest chapters of my dissertation. Now, I am recovering from tears because I forgot Scott was going over to Ty's to watch a football game. Normally, I would not bat an eyelash at such a thing. My mom just called to have me measure my arm for a sweater she is knitting me -- the whole task simply befuddled me. It took me about 5 minutes and I think I came up with 4 different measurements. It's just my arm, but I could not figure it out. I told her to measure her own arm and I would live with it. I nearly went into a tizzy today when I realized that I don't know how long babies are supposed to sleep at a time, and don't even get me started on bras. This next couple of months will be interesting, so sit back and be ready to be entertained...

P.S. Say a little prayer for Scott. This may be the very reason his Uncle Gary told him to move to Florida for a while.