I thought of a new one. I am an emotional mess. Only at 7 months pg would I bawl like a baby at my sons band finals. And then I bawled even worse when they only got 4th place. I am a mess.
Once later in the day 'cause DH and I were arguing over a closet reno that keeps expanding in scope and then again about the door frame around the same closet. I can't believe I'm crying over door frames.
I've been pretty even keel emotionally up until the last couple weeks but I think it's all kicking in at once.