I've taken Clomid for the past five days. Today, my hormones have taken over my body. If you know me, you know I have a pretty decent amount of road rage. Today... fahgettaboutit!
I was THIS close to going off on two people today. One of which, probably would have landed me in jail. We were at Party Station and Lorelai took something from a little girl (maybe a year old?) and the mother took hold of Lorelai's arm and told her "no, this is HER toy." If I hadn't been worried about my hormones making me overreact, I would have punched her in her head. Not her face, her head. Probably not good.
I'm so crabby today that I don't even want to talk about how cute it is that when my daughter sings her abcs, her voice goes up an octave at "next time won't you sing with meeeEEEEEEE." I can't even bring myself to talk about yesterday when Lorelai chucked her poopy diaper across the gym parking lot AND pooped in the bathtub. Those are just two stories that require wit to deliver and I'm not ready for that right now.
I just want to sit and be crabby. And overreact to every. single. thing. that happens today.