Hormonal meltdowns -- have you had one? Share your story!

[Guinevere]

NYCveg's post on the chit-chat thread got me reminiscing about the various hormonal pg meltdowns I have had over the years :lol. To non-preggos, they often seem to occur out-of-the-blue and are wholly unreasonable. But of course, to those of us in the know ;) (or in the throes of hormone poisoning :lol ), we know better -- our reactions are not only provoked, they are fully justified, darn it! :p

So I'll go first -- my most infamous hormonal meltdown was when I was pg with my first child. My DH still teases me about it, 4 children later. I was probably around 12 wks. along and just hitting that phase of pg where one moment I was nauseous, the next, absolutely ravenously hungry. DH and I decided to check out the local Highland Games in Monterey, CA (where we lived at the time.) After watching the music and dancing for a bit, I was ready for lunch; specifically, I had the WORST craving for french fries! Devoted DH offered to stand in the long vendor line for me, so I made myself comfy on a picnic blanket we'd brought and impatiently awaited his return. Ten minutes passed, then twenty. I could feel my blood sugar dropping and my mood darkening ominously! :angry

FINALLY, 45 endless minutes later, he returns, triumphant, bearing his own lunch and a foil-wrapped package, which he sets in front of me, smiling. I immediately asked, "What's this? I asked you to get me french fries." To which he replied, innocently, "Well, those were in another line, and the wait was already so long, I decided to get you this baked potato instead. It's healthier for you, anyway."

Little did he suspect that, with those few words, he had unleashed the FULL power of the hormonal meltdown!!! :demon :demon :demon :demon :demon

I immediately burst into tears, and started shrieking at him like a crazy shrew. I called him every awful name I could think of, and invented a few more right on the spot! :innocent I punctuated my hysterics by hurling the despised potato, along with anything else I could reach, at him! :jaw Then I ran away into the crowd, sobbing that he didn't love me or he would NEVER have done such a thing, and ended up hiding in a far corner of the bleachers, snuffling and dripping tears and watching the dogs herd sheep, all the while cursing his very existence! OMG, was I pathetic! :lol

Moral of story: never underestimate the power of early pg cravings, and woe unto those who think the hormonal pg meltdown is naught but an urban legend! ;)

Guin

[NYCVeg]

:lol

I thought crying over chili (in the middle of a crowded restaurant) was bad...but throwing a potato is far funnier!

[merrick]

OMG!!! That is the funniest pregnancy meltdown story yet! I haven't had one quite yet this pregnancy, although I've come close, but I did have several with my first pregnancy. I don't remember all the details but I remember a lot of screaming and crying. Sometimes dps just don't understand that when we say we are hungry that means we need food NOW!!! ANd if we say something specific then that's what we want and they better get it right!

I probably should have had one last night. DH offered to go out to get us food. Everything I said he nixed, so finally I started thinking of off the wall things we hardly ever eat. That made me think of hasbrowns covered with cheese from Waffle House. I know, it's like the most unhealthy thing ever! But once I thought of it I couldn't get it out of my head. YUMMM with lots of ketchup. I wanted it so bad, still do actually, but dh would not go get me any!! He said we could go there and eat, but it's always smoky in there and that makes me nauseated. UGH. So then he said he'd go to Captain D's and get me some food and some cheese sticks. So that was ok. While he was gone I was daydreaming about those cheese sticks dipped in honey mustard. Then he came home and he had forgotten the cheese sticks!!! :irked:

[dshields]

AAAHHH! I love the potato-as-weapon story Guin! I don't think that much about my snapping as *totally* pregnancy related...I tend to be a screamer when I lose it, but usually I'm incoherent and it's more funny than scary. Luckily my husband is SO patient and has a great sense of humor.

I did lose it just last night though for one of my first breakdowns this pregnancy. I had REALLY wanted to make chicken cacciatore for dinner, but dh didn't mention that he took our debit card so I couldn't go to buy the ingredients. MAD! While waiting for him to come home with it, mil calls to talk and tells me about our trip etc....then my mom calls. I'm hungry and continue talking and obsessing over choosing a destination for vacation- enter headache. DH leaves to pick up some take out that we settled on and I crash on the couch and just start bawling. My headache just gets worse and I'm feeling SO bad for myself for no good reason! I never told dh when he got home and I felt better by then anyway.

I felt so stupid...I was just in touch with two of my greatest support people, one of whom told me that we could have a trip anywhere we wanted, and I'm bawling because I gave so much energy over to talk/thinking that I melted. Go figure!

[lilmissimpatient@c]

I've had a meltdown over chicken....We were in a diner, and I ordered chicken fingers that came in a basket with fries and onion rings. Deelish.

But then when the waiter came, he gave me fried chicken on the bone, instead of chicken fingers and then walked away before I could say anything. I detest seeing chicken on the bone...some silly thing I never grew out of, but I promptly started bawling.

I was hungry and I didn't want the boney chicken...I wanted the chicken I ordered. Poor DH had to pick up my dinner and bring it up to the counter b/c I ran into the restroom, tears streaming down my face. A few minutes later he knocked on the ladies room door and cracked it with his back turned and yelled "Babe...they fixed it. You can come out now." I ate my dinner sniffling and dabbing my eyes lol

Funny now, but at the time I thought the sky was falling :lol

[radicalmama]

Man...yesterday was bad.

In my other pregnancies I had beautiful clear skin and was feeling great by now.
This time around, I am covered in breakouts, sick and hungry, and have excruciating varicosities.

I had to leave for school yesterday, and was going to meet Zach for dinner after class and then go to his gig (he's a musician). I said that I couldn't possibly be seen in public! and proceeded to cry hysterically and tell him that he better have made a cute baby, cuz this pregnancy sucks!

Then I was so upset I got lost on the freeway and missed my class!

[Marylizah]

I've had several big meltdowns, though luckily they've all been in the privacy of my home. Poor DH, he's so sweet about it, but this is NOT the wife he used to know!

One major one was late one evening when I was reading over a list of things the maternité suggests that Mama bring for herself. It's a pretty standard list, slippers, pyjamas, DISPOSABLE UNDERWEAR. The disposable underwear just set me off, partly because I'd never heard of such a thing (where do I buy disposable underwear????) and partly because of what it implied: ie, my underwear would be so gross and disgusting and whatnot that I would have to toss it. Which led to "Oh my God, so many people are going to see / know about the disgusting dirty underwear, nurses, midwives, doctors, DH. And I just freaked out! DH & I were lying in bed, both reading, and all of a sudden I am sobbing my eyes out, I can't even talk I'm so upset.

Of course it seems funny now, and I've figured out where to buy the disposable underwear the maternité requires.

My other-- no, make that ANOTHER-- big meltdown was about maternity pants, I think I wrote about it in the chit-chat thread. Just cried and cried because I was sure I'd never find maternity pants that would fit me and look decent. Of course, I don't need maternity pants yet, and of course I found a couple of pairs that'll be fine. But there is no logic when it comes to the meltdowns, is there? :lol

[luckylady]

OMG - these stories made me LOL!!! :lol I feel SO much more sane now - I am not alone!!!

lilmissimpatient I also detest chicken or any meat on a bone. BLECH. I cannot eat dinner with my IL's when they have chicken because my FIL is a chicken bone sucker and it makes me SO ill. LOL.

So meltdowns...ahhhh yes.

One occured in front of my DH's ENTIRE family half of whom I barely know. DH's SIL wanted to go to Michaels and dinner was an hour away so we said we would be back at 6:00. We got back at 6:00 and they were all already sitting down eating - they said dinner was ready 10 minutes ago. So I go to get some bread - and mind you, this is at the stage of pregnancy where bread is about the ONLY thing that makes me feel better - and all that's left is a teeny tiny sliver of the butt of the bread. I felt my face turn 3 shades od red and I screamed at them "What the hell is wrong with you people?!? Would it have killed you to NOT eat ALL of the freaking bread?!?" and I proceeded to burst into hysterical tears. DH came and hugged me and I was literally sobbing I was SO upset. And then I burst into hysterical laughter at the thought of how stupid I was being, and then hysterical tears again because now I was embarrassed AND still mad about the bread.

I guess the moral of this thread is hell hath no fury like a pregnant woman hungry. :lol

My meltdown with DD was over a discovery channel show. It was about a troup of monkeys - they are all happy and loving and then this big mean bully monkey wants to take over the females in the troup so he comes and beats up the male monkey. Then the bigger one starts to lead the others away and the narrarator says, "the weak monkey tries to keep up, but eventually he stops, and he waits to die." I started screaming at the TV - "WHY DON'T YOU HELP HIM YOU A$$HOLES?!?!??!?! I looked at DH - "WHY WON'T THEY HELP HIM?!?!??!?!?" and cried hysterically for the poor monkey. :lol

[KindRedSpirit]

Oh my heavens! :lol This thread must be bumped!
I have -every pregnancy yelled every night at the weather woman on a particular chanel.We have put the tv away for now(exept for dh to watch football :nut )So I have not had to see her.I would litterally yell at the tv for the whole weather segment!I'm still not sure why she irritated me so much...

This preganancy I had a 2 day depression ending in a meltdown over craving expensive chinese food!Of course,the only reason I am ok today and not confined in a strait jacket is that I did on day 3 at 10:30 pm get my chinese food!
For all the unpleasantness these experiences put on our loved ones and onlookers-I say "Imagine the poor pregnant woman stuck in this hormonal storm with no reprive,no escape,and get me what I want BEFORE I want it"!!! :lol :lol :lol :blush :love :wink

I relate WAY too well to the hysterical sob,laugh,sob routein!!!!!So humiliating!I've come to excuse it on having to express the emotions of 2 people!(Me and baby,not scizophrenia...)

[eorr]

Oh, you ladies make me laugh so hard!!! :lol Thank you thank you thank you. I needed that!
I'm sure dh could come up with some, but the more notable ones for me have been bursting out in tears and leaving him trying to explain it.
Here's a gross one. . .
We had a mouse in the condo and had been trying to catch it for weeks. It kept waking me up in the middle of the night, and then dh would wake up and we would both be annoyed. I have a really hard time with killing things, so I didn't want to use a trap and end up finding it. I wanted to do poison, but eventually I was convinced by dh and mil that we shouldn't have it die in the walls and stink up the place. So finally we twist tie some food to a trap we have and set it in a different place than normal.
So I get up early that morning (not having heard the mouse) and spend some time reading, etc. DH gets up and says - will you check the trap, I don't think we caught it. I say no, 'cause I don't want to see it if it's in there. He says just check it - it's no big deal and I don't think we caught it anyway. I say I really don't want to. Back and forth, etc.
So I go check the trap. The mouse is dead. I am traumatized and start bawling and he comes in wondering what the heck is wrong with me and why I am crying so much and apologizes 'cause he really didn't think it would be in the trap. I am furious 'cause he could've just done it himself - our condo is tiny and why did he need the info right then and why did he need ME to do it???
Ok, maybe that's not so funny, but he was totally caught off guard!

Also, I went to my 1st prenatal appt. (at 13 weeks, after a lot of trouble and issues) and when we finally got there after me rushing around, getting stuck in traffic, etc., I went to check in and the lady said that my midwife was sick and all her appts. were cancelled for that day. I start crying and have to walk away when she says I've been rescheduled for 4 wks later, leaving dh standing at the counter trying to recover. Yikes. I am just not my usual calm self!!

Somehow my stories are just not making me laugh as much as the others. Wow - I can't even meltdown spectacularly!!! :lol

[KindRedSpirit]

eorr-We get a mouse every year.(We live by a river...)When Dd2 was comming-I was in labor,I had my sisters over to watch the kids in case they wanted to watch or not,and we were all sitting in the front room joking between contractions,and a mouse ran across my mw foot!My youngest sis(14 @ the time)Squealed and made a huge deal about it!Everyone knowing full well that this mouse had been the nemesis of my pregnancy!I was totally freaked out about fur in the house and infection,not to mention the general filth of a mouse!I fumed and about asked her to leave!Have some tact,for crying out loud!I think my mw's assistant/doula told a funny mouse story so we all calmed down...Anyway.That was 2 years ago,and it still gets me!

[zonapellucida]

LMAO!!!!!! OMG I will have to think....

[radicalmama]

I just stormed out of the county hospital about thirty minutes ago :irked: .

I had gone there for some back up care (am having home birth) and mentioned that I had heart palpitations. Now I've been tested and tested and there is nothing seriously wrong with me. I have a heart arrythmia and have fainted three times in my life, but other than that nusiance...I AM FINE. But I consented to see the cardiologist, so my partner would feel better.

Went last week to see Dr. WAITED TWO HOURS :splat and THEN they told me HE WASN'T EVEN THERE. Rescheduled for today, and they said I would have to wait for between four and eight hours.

I LEFT.

After telling my DP, loudly, publicly on my cell phone :nut that there was nothing :cuss wrong with me and I would never ever come back to a hospital or doctor again for the rest of my life.

Hormones or have I finally gone insane? :banana

[boingo82]

My one that I remember was about at 12 weeks also.
We were laying on the living room floor watching a movie, cuddling, and I ended up crying for an hour and a half because DH was putting his arm in the wrong position and WASN'T cuddling me RIGHT. :lol And at the time I even knew how irrational I was being but I could not for the life of me stop crying.

[eorr]

KRS - thanks for the supporting mouse story! Keep 'em coming ladies. I love reading these!
lavenderiot - so sorry that happened. Sometimes meltdowns can feel so GOOOOOOD!
boingo82 - :lol hope your dh understands!

[boingo82]

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boingo82 - :lol hope your dh understands!

Oh, he's pretty good since he's been through it before. :thumb I try to maintain some semblance of sanity at least most of the time though.

[NYCVeg]

I had another good one a couple of weeks ago. We live in an apartment building, and the vent in our bathroom connects to another apartment (I actually think it's the apartment downstairs). The people in that apartment smoke and sometimes we can smell the smoke through the vent. So I woke up in the middle of the night to pee and smelled cigarette smoke...and then I woke up dh, crying hysterically, telling him that our neighbors were killing our baby with second-hand smoke and that we needed to move IMMEDIATELY. I then seriously considered going outside to get some "fresh air", but dh convinced me that at 3am maybe I didn't want to walk around the city. :lol

You gotta hand it to dh, though...by the time I got out of bed the next morning, he had purchased a roll of duct tape and used plastic sheets and the ENTIRE roll of tape to cover the vent. We haven't had a whiff of smoke since. :D

[Momto1and1ontheway]

Thanks for the stories ladies! It makes me realize (again and again) that I'm not alone in the momentary crazy mode! I should have my husband read these so that he doesn't think me certifiable.

I was good until last night (but realize now that it had been building). My husband is on the overnight shift this week (police officer), which is from 11 PM to 6 AM. So, wouldn't dd pick this week to decide to not go to sleep at her normal bed time (7:30 PM), when DH is trying to sleep before work. What doesn't help matters is that dd also awoke at 12:30 AM and 6:10 AM the night before and this was IN BETWEEN my run to the potty every hour or so all night (I gotta cut out the evening water, :yikes: YIKES!!). Long story short, dd keeps getting out of bed (I can hear her door "pop" whenever she opens it). I'm downstairts, tyring to catch up on reading the posts and realizing that DH is talking to her, telling her to go back to bed. This literally happens 15 or so times and by the end, the sound of the door popping that last time made me burst into tears :bawl . DH came down and asked what was wrong. I told him that I was frustrated and he says, "I think you're hormone are raging." It was such an obvious observation that it made me burst out laughing. Now I ask you, pregnancy hormone overload or the beginning of schizoprenia????!!! :demon ! UGH!!

[Mom2Adam]

Food meltdown!

I was making Shrimp and Grits (yes, the ultimate southern dish!) - Sauteed bunches of veges and shrimp - to go over really cheesy yummy grits. The grits were completely making me slobber - i could not wait to eat them! :lol So happened I was using the last of our grits.

DH was home from work - hanging out in the kitchen with DS and I while I sauteed the shrimp - when out of the blue a huge crack sounded! The glass top to the grits shattered! (A very nice pot set too!) - When I realized that our grits were now ruined (fine, dusty glass!) - I was sooooo MAD and Upset. My DH was like - oh we can make some pasta or eat it over your bread (homemade) - and I was like "Oh no we can't! That won't work at all! I wanted Grits" - Then I completely gave him the silent treatment because I was sooooooo MAD (and disappointed).

Dinner sucked that night (IMO) :lol

[mamacatsbaby]

:laugh: :rotflmao :laugh: :rotflmao :laugh:

[eorr]

Oh man, do we have some sweet hubbies, or what?
Here's a silly tale for ya. . .

I have been craving buffalo wings for months, and recently confided this to my husband. Of course, over Thanksgiving during our visit to family the trouble started. On Friday we went out to a bar with friends, and stayed up really late. I was hungry and tired, but dh and our friend wanted to go to one more place for another beer to chat. I said ok, as long as I could get some food! We went to a bar, but found out that the kitchen had closed. I nearly lost it, but dh got me some pretzels and I suffered in relative silence. Next morning was tough, but I dealt. Stayed up too late and didn't have enough to eat, you know?

So we had been planning a visit to a city 1hr + away for business and waited a really long time to do it. We got into a small sedan with our friends & their toddler to make the trip. By the end I was tired, hungry and feeling very uncomfortable. I was really looking forward to our plan of having pizza with my family that night - I always look forward to having pizza when I go to NY, since there is NO good pizza in CA. Anyway, I had to go out and visit a friend, so by the time we were ready to leave, we called home and found that most of the pizza was gone. My lovely BIL even said - "and I'm just getting my second wind!" I almost cried, but in a super human effort to keep it together :lol , I told dh we could go to the pizza place and order our own. Of course we got there and found out that they had closed not 10 minutes earlier. So we went next door to the Chinese place. I was so disappointed and depressed. DH offers to go next door to the grocery store for buffalo wings, but I don't want frozen!! I want fresh! Crispy! Bar food! So I tell him no, sit with a cup of tea and commence feeling sorry for myself as he leaves for the store.

We pick up our food and drive home. I pile a plate high full of Chinese food, take one bite and can't eat any more. It suddenly disgusts me. There are a few pieces of pizza left. My mom heats one up for me and I take a bite and can't eat any more of it either! Nothing would satisfy me. People were asking me if I was ok and I start crying. It was awful!!!

So the next day DH shows me frozen wings he bought the night before, for lunch that day. Sweet, but I really had to stop myself from yelling - I don't want that kind!!!!!!!! :lol But it doesn't even matter, 'cause we end up leaving for our separate planes before we even get to try them. (Mom calls later thanking us for the great dinner - arrgh).

Flash forward to tonight when dh comes home from getting a video and has a pizza in hand. Plus one other box. Wings from Little Caesar's! Such a sweetie. He hates wings (chicken on the bone grosses him out), so they're only for me. I have to smile and thank him as I eat them all - totally not what I'm craving! He just doesn't get it, but so wants to make me happy. I realize I'm one of the luckiest girls in the world. :love

But I still crave wings.

[Unreal]

awwwww
that was so cool of him to keep trying

I dunno...I keep having my meltdowns in private.
I don't think dh knows that I've had any
(I've had plenty...2 on Friday alone :lol )

It is kind of frustrating, because I want him to be like my cat and intinctively know when I'm upset and come and find me (I miss that kitty)
But I can't imagine he would have a clue what to do
and when he is around, I don't meltdown, I just get angry and mad

:nut :nut :nut :nut :nut

[mamacatsbaby]

Awww eorr, that's so sweet! :happyt: Bravo to to so many sweet DH's that try so hard but have no way of knowing the powers of the specifics of the mighty craving, including mine. :lol Dang man, you just about have me craving hot wings from the bar, swimmin' in sauce and jalapenos. Hmmm... :lol I've had a few meltdowns but preggo brain (AKA CRS :wink ) has me in it's viscious clutches and I cannot remember specifics right now. :flipped For now I will continue to LMAO at hurling potato stories and other meltdowns. :lol

[zaksma]

I am absolutely dying laughing here! And relived that I am not the only one- but my first story is more weepy crazy than yelling crazy (those I have had those days too).... my dh works out of town Monday-Friday (and many times for 2 weeks straight) so I am home alone with my boys most fo the time. It also means that we have to schedule EVERYTHING around his schedule. (this is will be very important later). Well, my birthday was on Tuesday before Thanksgviving and dh was home the entire week before. So I kept hoping that I would get a nice birthday present- you know to make up for the fact that I am always home alone and that I have been sick for the past 3 months. Well, he had to leave back out on Monday before Thanksgiving so I was already bummed that he wouldn't be here for my birthday but I really kept thinking that he was going to have something great up his sleeve. My mom usually makes Sunday dinner for me for my birthday- anything I want- so I usually look forward to that so we didn't plan anything for Sunday afternoon. Nothing from her- no mention of it. And my dad died 8 years ago (in October) so I usually get really down thinking about him during the holidays (we were really close) but I try to keep a strong front up about it. And we always had a tradition for my birthday- we would go to the same place and I would order the same thing- just one of those things that we *always* did. So on Sunday at church we are standing around talking to people afterwards and someone mentions going to the place that I used to go with my dad and I mention to dh as we get in the car something along the lines of "we haven't gone there in a long time." So, he goes, well, let's go there for your birthday. And I lose it. I am sitting in the car bawling like a baby because at this point, it hits me that dh has planned/gotten me nothing, nada, zip. So I am like- just go home, I want to go home. I am inconsolable (sp?). I don't want to go to that place because, while I love going there and love the food, it was the place I went with my dad, kwim? And my dad would never have forgotten my birthday or let it pass without doing something (omg- I am starting to cry just typing this again). So we come home and I just cannot stop crying. My feelings are just that hurt. And in my mind, I know I shouldn't be this upset over this but I can't help it. Anyway, we end up eating there anyway, but it really wasn't a meal that I enjoyed. And I didn't get a damn thing for my birthday either. :angry

Now for my yelling crazy story, we scheduled our big u/s over 2 weeks in advance so that dh would be able to be home for it given his sucky work schedule. Well, it was supposed to be last Friday- did I get to go? Why no- DH HAD TO BE OUT OF TOWN FOR WORK!!!! Despite the fact that he had given them plenty of notice of the date, they still scheduled him for a job that required him to be out of town for 2 weeks. So, I had to call and reschedule my u/s as well as my regular OB appt so that we can have an u/s appt for late on a Fruday afternoon to insure that he'll be home for it. I have had a really horrible pregnancy so far and been really stressed because of being home alone all the time and worrying about having two babies 15 months apart...so I am hoping that the u/s will help kick start my excitement for this pregnancy. And now, I have to wait an entire week longer- so I call dh freaking out because his job is SSOO much more important than me and our family and what will help us and I am sick and tired of scheduling my life around HIS JOB. It was horrible. And now it's supposed to snow here on Friday.....

[KindRedSpirit]

aw,mama!I cried with you thru the birthday meal fiasco!
Sending big,fat,juicy whatever food you want whenever you want it formed hugs.(never sent a food hug,but this calls for it,I think!)

[mamacatsbaby]

Oh zaksma, that's no good. :( Big hugs. :hug Somebody better give you some major TLC real soon! :)