I have learned very quickly that hormones absolutely take you on an emotional roller coaster ride, without a safety harness! It all started this morning when I had a wardrobe malfunction. Well, I don’t know if it was an actual “malfunction”. It was more like a sudden, unwelcomed, unexpected wardrobe “issue”. Every woman has those days where you have nothing to wear. This was one of those days…
You know what I’m talking about, right? Your clothes are not fitting right and nothing matches; not even your shoes. It was just one of those mornings. I finally got dressed (not very cute, mind you), and was making my lunch when my darling son came out and said, “hey Mom, are you pregnant? You really look pregnant.” He was trying to be funny, but I didn’t find it so funny. I do now, but I didn’t at the time.
I finally left for work and was listening to the radio. Not sure what was on…some smooth jazz station or something. KIDDING! It was Mix 107.5, of course. My husband was talking about Penelopoppy and how excited he was. He started saying some really sweet things about me, and before I knew it I was bawling like a baby. I mean, full on blubber, messy-mascara, snot-drippin’, loud crying. My daughter, Kelsey, looked up at me and asked me why I was crying. The poor thing; I think I scared her.
Unfortunately, once the water works started, I couldn’t turn them off. We had to sit in the parking lot of Barry (that’s where I teach) for a good ten minutes while I tried to pull myself together. I finally got myself calmed down and we started searching for tissues, or a napkin, or something to clean my snotty, raccoon face. All I could find was…drumroll…my gym bag in the back seat! I reached in and grabbed the first thing I could get to that was clean. It was a pair of underwear.
Yes, I used a pair of underwear to clean myself up. I promise, they were clean. As He is my witness, they were the only thing clean that I could find. Lol. I will now carry a box of Kleenex everywhere I go. Lovely hormones!
