Internets, at nearly 14 weeks pregnant, I either have a visible baby bump or the visible results of eating too many quesadillas at Taco Bell. I also feel like I am rounding the corner from wishing I was in a hole somewhere, away from everyone in general to students in particular, to feeling practically human again. This ebullience caused me to apologize to my mother for being a cranky, edgy, emotional pain for the last few weeks (we’re going to pretend this is the only time in my life I’ve behaved poorly). Her response? ”Oh honey, don’t worry at all. We’re just so excited about having a grandchild that it doesn’t matter how you act.”
News I could have used a decade or so ago is all I’m saying.
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