Why would a pregnant lady be angry

One of my friends started a blog when she was pregnant with her son. It was her first trimester and she was awake in the middle of the night just angry. I never understood this because you should be happy you’re pregnant!!

I get the anger now.

My heart feels like it’s going to explode some days with anger towards the stupidest stuff. and I wouldn’t call myself an angry person.  Let me give you a few examples.

I woke up at 4:30 the other morning. I was exhausted but couldn’t fall back asleep.  So I decided to eat.  I went into the kitchen to find that my sister had left one of my nice Hinkel knives dirty, in water in the sink.  I was livid. I was tempted to go wake her up right then and there to clean that fucking knife. I left her a nasty note letting her know that her disrespect for my belongings enraged me. and I told her that if she couldn’t respect my things or clean up after herself she couldn’t use my things. She is lucky I didn’t wake her up to clean that damn knife.

1)      Respect my shit. That’s an expensive knife. Bitch can’t even afford to live in her own place, she certainly can’t afford to replace that very expensive knife set that I received as a wedding gift.

2)      I hate dirty dishes in the sink.  I hate anything in the sink, including the sponge. It sits in a nice little holder on the side of the sink

3)      Why couldn’t you use a butter knife instead of a super sharp nice knife to cut your piece of cheese….yes I know it was cheese there was a bunch left on the knife.

 

MIL put our dogs in the bottom of the barn and now they have fleas.  She knows that there are fleas in there, and now my dogs are covered and so is my house. Thank you, thank you very much. I thoroughly enjoyed spending my night vacuuming the house, doing laundry, changing bed linens, and giving my dogs baths. I needed to be sleeping. Can we just keep them out of the bottom of the barn please.  I have carpet in my house and fleas suck. Kthanks.

 

The fragrance counter at the mall----  I recently needed to return a bra to the mall. I purchased 2 new expensive bras 2 days before I found out I was pregnant. Thank goodness that I had only worn 1 of the bras. Since finding out I was pregnant my boobs have doubled in size. Seriously. Anyways, my point. I returned the bra and was walking through Macy’s on my way back out the door and the lady in the men’s fragrance department asked me if I wanted a squirt of some cologne.  Bitch, what makes you think I want to smell like a men’s fragrance?  For real. that’s a great way to ensure I never buy anything from your department.

 That’s it for now.