Pissed Off.


Today, I’m pissed off. There are a long list of reasons why, but the primary reasons are:

1. I’m pregnant.
2. I’m tired. 

Yesterday I came home to a wreck of a house after going to the grocery store in the POURING rain. I was exhausted by the time I picked up the Toddler and made it home — BUT — I made two lasagnas from scratch without a recipe, put away three (YES THREE) loads of laundry, changed the sheets on our stupid king-size bed and dealt with an unruly Toddler who refused to go to sleep until 8 p.m.

I woke up today thinking surely things would be better today. They aren’t.

My husband won’t eat the lasagna I made. It really makes me mad because I put extra cheese AND real meat in it just for him. My child also refuses to eat it. If I were a so-so cook, I’d understand. But I know good food … and this stuff is good

Today I came home to a sink full of dishes, a dryer full of (crumpled) whites that I was too tired to fold yesterday, and laundry that still needs to be hung up. And for some reason, all of that coupled with the fact that no one will eat my f*#king lasagna just REALLY PISSES ME OFF.

The thing about hormones is … they make you act irrationally. When I reached my peak of irritation, about 10 minutes into repeating “no, you’re not getting a sandwich for dinner, lasagna is your dinner,” I had a moment where I considered turning in my resignation at my “real” job so I can get a handle on my “second” job as a wife and mother.

I’m failing, I’m fat, and I’m angry. There you have it.

P.S. Guess what I’ve been craving?


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