HORMONES!

Pregnancy does a number on your body, but it's nothing compared to what it does to your emotions. Lately I've been having mini breakdowns over really stupid things. Just last week I had cleaned the bathroom really well for our company and felt the world was ending because someone went in and used the toilet. Really-- freaked out. How hard was it to go in and Clorox wipe the seat again? Not hard, but for me, I had a little meltdown. Now that it's over I can look back and laugh, but at the time, I thought it was an urgent matter. :)

My body is also losing the ability to sleep, and I am not one who can function well (if at all) without sleep. I lie in bed until 2:00 a.m. most nights, heaving my belly from one side to the other, trying to get comfortable. Each time I throw myself over, I worry that I've stretched out my skin even further with the sudden shift of baby. (Stupid, I know. It's a real concern for me lately though.)

Yesterday Brad's grandfather was admitted to the hospital. He's had a heart attack, and I'm so exhausted and hormonal that I feel like I'm not supporting Brad the way he needs right now. Papaw went in for a cath today, but they couldn't complete it because his lungs are filling with fluid. He was moved to the CCU, and we're hoping there will be some major changes soon. Half of his heart isn't pumping blood, so oxygen isn't circulating like it needs to be. Please say some prayers. Brad's grandmother is also having a really hard time dealing with all these things.

So, needless to say, things are pretty emotional around here lately. Send some prayers up on behalf of us. I'm needing my hormonal roller coaster to ease up for a few days around here!