Does pregnancy make you a billion times more emotional?

Where has time gone? I updated our family blog yesterday for the first time in about two months. After being hit with a tsunami of sad and stressful things this month, I would love nothing more than to eat my feelings in the form of a batch of half baked brownies.

Apparently diabetics shouldn't do that, especially when they are pregnant, so I've had to actually deal with my emotions...and let me tell you what, from past experience, eating your feelings is WAY better than feeling them!

Realizing that if I don't pull myself out of the dumps soon, I will be headed right for a prescription drug for depression, so I am baby-stepping my way to sanity.

I told my mom the other day that all these emotions must be magnified by pregnancy because it can't possibly be normal to cry about your cat 7-8 times a day and to get choked up every time you see a picture of him. Magnified by pregnancy or not, I am tired of feeling this way and it's only been a few days.

Upon deciding today that I was not going to be depressed anymore, I did what any normal person would do, I laid in bed and cried for another few hours. Then I forced myself to get to the last meeting of church just in time to fulfill my responsibilities.

BUT. I have a plan. I spent a few hours making a menu. I went all out and made one for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the next four weeks and made a shopping list with estimated prices for each week to make sure we stay on budget.

Making a month's worth of diabetic-friendly meals that won't make your veggie-hating husband gag is no small task! It felt really good to do something productive.

The next thing I did was spend a couple hours over at my sweet 80 year old friend's house visiting. She is amazing. I love her. She is the cutest, sweetest, loveliest woman ever and she always inspires me to look for the positive things in life. She and her 87 year old husband still hold hands through church, they have an amazing garden that they take care of, and they are 100% independent and in great health. She put a smile on my face and sent me home with an aloe vera plant in a cute yellow pot.

The next thing I did was make a lovely dinner for Dan and I. Cooking for people that I love instantly energizes and uplifts me. I have to confess that this was the first time I had cooked dinner in a week. I just didn't have it in me this last week to cook.

I deep cleaned the fridge and threw out all those leftovers that I was holding on to simply because I felt like a food waster and holding on to them makes me feel like less of a waster. I know, right? Please tell me I'm not the only one who does that! Ok...actually, I probably am the only one who does that.

I had a few other things on my to-do list but then I got wiped out and needed to watch some Toddler's and Tiaras.

I am hoping to decrease my crying from 7-8 times or more a day to 2-3 times a day this week. I am going to cook dinner every night. I am going to stick to my grocery budget and nourish my body and my soul with delicious, healthy Carl's Jr. Sausage egg and cheese biscuits fruits and vegetables. I am going to stop staring at pictures of Forte and reliving having to put him to sleep over and over and over in my mind. I am going to enjoy the beautiful leaves that are changing colors. I am going to spend time with friends this week. I am going to be grateful for the things I still have and for the things I am able to do. I am going to nourish my Spirit because it is H.U.N.G.R.Y. I am going to hug Dan for hours because he is so patient, gentle, and caring and has been the sunshine in my life through this rough patch.

Sound like a good plan?