The past couple weeks I have experienced some crazy hormonal mood swings. Most of them (or at least the ones I am willing to admit to) involve a normal conversation with Justin and then tears.
Example:
Me: How was golf today? Did you win?
Justin: It was fun. I did really well on the front nine, but not so great on the back nine.
Me: How were your new shoes? Did they hurt at all? Ok ignore what is happening. I am about to cry and it's not you. Fresh hormones.
Justin: What is wrong? Do you need a hug? I can't talk normal to you while you are crying.
Me: I'm good, just water running down my face.
There have been several conversations that end with him getting awkward around me because he does not understand that the tears are not sadness or anger, just uncontrollable.
It also happens when I see specific commercials. I change the channel every time the ADT security system commercial comes on with the family who has twins, the Humane Society ones (although I could never really watch those before, sad puppy eyes and Sarah McLachlan music are a recipe for tears), and the new Olympics one with the mothers waking up their future Olympians every morning. Justin is getting the hang of which ones bring on the tears and he frantically searches the couch for the remote control to change it before the tears start.
I adore Justin and how he doesn't think everything through as well as he should. He means well, he just says sweet things in the wrong way. The best conversation we had was:
Me: (crying) I hate these stupid hormones! My face is broken out like I'm in high school!
Justin: Who cares what your face looks like?! All that matters is the baby growing inside you.
I cried a little harder until I realized he meant to say something sweet.
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