Today, I was extremely embarrassed when my hormones got the best of me. I have been eating healthy, as to not gain too much weight, but this morning I was running late and I was hungry. I heard Duffy and Steve talking about egg white McMuffins. When I was training with OC at Bodies in Motion, he talked about them too. So, I thought that would be a perfect breakfast. Oh, and I could also get an ice tea…
Well, I get to McDonald’s and order an egg white McMuffin and the girl says, “I’m sorry but we can’t make those.” I was so confused. I had so many people tell me that they go to McDonald’s and order egg white McMuffins. Now she was telling me that the can’t make it for me. After hearing this, my heart was broken. I mean here I am, pregnant, hormonal, and dang it, I WANT AN EGG WHITE MCMUFFIN.
You know that moment when you start to feel the tears building up and you know that once you start crying, it won’t stop. I started crying and could not stop. It was so embarrassing. I was having a monumental breakdown of cataclysmic proportions in the drive thru of my local Golden Arches. All this, mind you, over something as silly as an egg white McMuffin. LOL.
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| Poor Kelsey...she sees it all. |
The worst part is, I didn’t have any Kleenex or napkins or anything to clean myself up! Then there was poor Kelsey. Kelsey was with me, riding along in the passanger seat, and asked me, “Would you like to borrow my underwear?” Ha-ha-ha. Here is my little, sweet daughter who has now watched me break down on more occasions than I care to admit AND she is kind enough to remember the time I wiped my tears with my gym underpants. Poor thing, she probably thinks this pregnancy has turned me into an emotional, crazy person.
I get to the first window and I tried my hardest not to look at the guy. Ladies, you know, raccoon eyes and slobber are not the prettiest look a woman can show. I had my sunglasses on but you could still see the smeared makeup underneath. I made it through the second window. Then finally I left. I decided that was going to have to stay away from that McDonald’s for quite some time. Not because they didn’t have the egg white McMuffin, but rather, I didn’t want them to say, “here comes the quacked out pregnant lady”, the next time I drove up.
I hope that these emotional hormones go away soon. Not sure I can do this for the next 6 months.
