Oh yes, I have my normal moments, I can carry on about a 10 minute conversation, before you realize that I'm a little bonkers. And to be perfectly honest, when I'm pregnant I dislike about 85% of the population, so if you DO get a 10 minute conversation out of me, you should consider yourself a very lucky person (kinda like winning the lottery).
My housekeeping, dancing ability and parental skills are all deeply affected by this whole pregnancy thing. I happen to be 5'4 (the tallest female in my family) so when I bend over I can't breathe. Doing laundry is like a constant "hold your breathe" contest and picking something off the floor... well you just don't do that. My dancing ability is, well kinda not there right now. And parenting... seems way off. You know you are "sick" when you see your child drop a piece of food and just think "Maybe they are saving it for later". Oh well it only lasts 9 months.
Don't you worry about me though, my little cream puffs.
At least I KNOW that this behaviour is not normal, and I know that the END definitely justifies this journey. I just hope my husband and darling monsters realize that it's worth it in the long run.
Because at the end of one of these monster days, where you laugh, then cry, and occasionally scream you climb into bed and get a little Kick in the side from your "partner in crime" and you do know that it is all worth it. This crazy crappy time gives you the biggest pot of gold you could ever ask for or dream of.
You get one of these:
So in the meantime, I do apologize to all those that I offend, criticize, and roll my eyes at.
Try not to take it personally, it's just the baby talking.