The older I get, the more of a struggle this becomes. My body is doing a practice run to go into baby-making mode. And apparently, so is my brain. I can’t even finish sentences or thoughts, and I find myself being exceptionally emotional. Last night I broke out in tears over nothing, and again today. I’ve prided myself on never being the typical hormonal woman, but the older I get… The more my body says, “NO! You MUST be moody, irrationally emotional, and in consistent pain. I’m tearing your muscles apart and widening your hips for the baby that won’t arrive for another many YEARS!” And even though I see it as practice so (hopefully) the real thing won’t be so bad. I kind of hate my body for it. So sorry for whatever man is lucky enough to get stuck with THIS. I promise I’m not always this way. One day you’ll love my hormonally crazy-bitch body for carrying our beautiful children. But until then, just tell me I’m beautiful, and loved, and throw chocolate at me.