Maybe it's me...

I swear that people have been saying and doing really stupid things lately.  It seems like everyone is just trying to tick me off!  Especially men-  they are particularly frustrating and aggravating.  Twice in the past few weeks, I've been talking to male co-workers when they just start to get under my skin- one of them was intentionally trying to annoy me. And Paul had the nerve to take his side!

Then I started to think about what's really happening.  In all of these circumstances, there's only one common denominator.  I am it.  They can't all be the problem... so it must be me.  I'm a hormonal, out of control mess lately!  Especially after working several straight 12 hour night shifts.  I can't expect these uterus-less men to possibly comprehend the insane changes that are going on, right?  Just because I'm pregnant doesn't give me carte blanche to be a raging witch, so I'm really trying to temper my reactions.  It seems to be working so far, because not a single man has told me that I've "hurt his feelings" lately.  Which is a good thing, because a 6 foot 6 inch, 320 lb man telling you that he feels wounded makes you want to scream at him to grow up, and that completely defeats the purpose of this self-control exercise.

I'm not promising to be Mrs. Perfectly Pleasant Pregnant Person.  However, I have recognized that I've got anger issues related to my constant hormonal state of flux and I'm attempting to remedy the problem.  It's a good start.