Here is the 33 week pregnant belly. I have been talking so much about fun hormones and marriage and being a mom that I felt it was time to show the beauty of the belly. I am feeling good just tired. Max is teething and he had a really rough night and I am just dragging my feet today. Do I need to say that I HATE teething? I feel like teething runs our life.

BUT, Friday we leave for New York City for 4 days because Scott is running in the marathon. I am so excited because we are meeting up with a blog buddy. I used to read her blog called Little Liberals and about a year ago she decided to stop blogging. I am looking forward to getting away, seeing my sister who lives in NYC, and supporting the hubby plus chillin at the W hotel, which is LOVE. Yeah vacation!! Yeah pretty prego belly!

When I found myself almost in tears the other day, I had to ask myself what was going on with me. I know when I a holding on and when I am easily letting go. I also know when the BITCH arrives inside of me that sometimes it is hormones and sometimes I am holding onto to something that I need to let out. Sunday I must have yelled NO so many times. I hate being that way. I am really good at keeping my shit under control but sometimes I am at the end of my rope. Sunday Max did not nap, which tends to sometimes happen if he is really teething, and so it happened this day.

Philadelphia is now in the World Series and my husband has tickets to he Phillies as well as the Eagles. So this past week has been rough for me with him being out late at night with friends. He also went out the other night to give him friend a welcome home party. I am usually fine with him going out when it is twice a week with friends or business partners. I enjoy time to myself but I also need a husband and a father here too. I dont need to hang out with him every night because there are many times I just want to be alone to unwind but lately I just feel more needy and I hate that too.

These nights the hubby came home real late and the details are not important but what is- is that I stood up for what I need for my family.

So I think between the world series games and the Eagles I was just feeling alone and pregnant. I think also because I am bigger and not feeling like I can ever get comfortable to snuggle, I tend not to. I think I was just feeling like I need a little extra attention. I let the hubby know how I felt. I love that he had buddies that he hangs with but I also need him to be here with us. Hubby understood. This has happened before and I think for us-well we have bi-weekly reminder conversations and sometimes I have one big one a month. That is what works for us. I am lucky that when we do the hubby listens. We have both worked hard to get to that place instead of feeling defensive or just plain mean.

Thank goodness for letting go because the tears flowed, we hugged and I slept last night so well. FYI- we also sat in bed watching the game together. What a great night.

Yep that is me. Everything other than myself and Max are pissing me off. Last night the hubby made a fire outside in our fire pit and I had such dreams about how we would sit together and cuddle and talk but Crazy hormones had another plan. Instead, I could not get comfortable. Then hubby made some weird comment that I took so personally and it was all over. I was annoyed and then I started to get deep into analyzation and ruined the whole night. I went to bed feeling crappy and sad. I felt annoyed and angry as well. Crazy mix. Oh and all I want is chocolate and more chocolate and even more sweets. Yep hormones. So the bitch hormones woke me up this morning as well.

Thank goodness Max has been in a good mood until today, when he did not nap enough, because well the bitch would have jumped out the window screaming a few days ago. I feel like the hubby is in the dog house for no reason but just because I am hormonal and annoyed.

Also we were going to go to NYC for the hubby to run the marathon and he may have hurt his foot. Fudge! I wanted to go and so that made me sad. I could even feel tears welling up in my eyes because I just wanted to get away for a few days. Hopefully hubby will be ok.

Sometimes I try so hard to hold on and keep my cool and not let the bitch out but then I just end up in tears because I am holding so tight. Last time this happened was a month ago and so I can only assume my crazy hormones are raging because nothing is wrong but in my head-everything feels wrong. I will be happy to not be run by pregnancy hormones, oh but wait, then post partum and then nursing-UGH I guess I have to start wearing a sign that says, BEWARE OF THE BITCH! Hahahaha