What is it about being pregnant that makes me angry? So mean? So impatient? Yes, I'm exhausted. But this attitude is wearing me out and I'm only 8 weeks along.
You don't want to know what I think about the bicyclist that cuts in front of my car to get around another bicyclist. Or what I think about the lady in front of me, who thinks she's in line, but really she's not. What is it about being pregnant makes me want to crawl into a hole and wish people would just take care of me for the next 7 months?
I feel like I should just wear a shirt with a big crab on the front. To warn people. I don't think I'll bite.. But I might.
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