Tales of an insane pregnant woman!
I dragged myself home last night at 8pm, after having gotten up at 5:30 am. I was totally exhausted and starving, this close to tears. Well, as soon as I walked in the apt I thought I smelled something really bad. The garbage pail was empty so I started sniffing around the kitchen trying to figure out where it was coming from. Mind you, my DH always jokes with me that I have a super sensistive nose- which has only gotten worse sine i got pregnant. So i swear the smell is coming from behind the refridgerator so i proceed (at 19 weeks pregnant) to pull the 500lb refridgerator away from the wall and find the smell. Could I wait until my DH got home from work? NO! Of course there was nothing back there, so I push the fridge back proceeding to squish my fingers between the wall the and the fridge - burst into tears and call my DH at work screaming at him that I hate that he works 4-12 now and I can't take it anymore (PS its only been 5 days since he started this schedule). The poor guy, he is so patient and sweet, he had me laughing promising not to pull the stove out next. These hormones are something else!
