I've always been more of a tomboy. Since being pregnant, I seem to be turning more "girly." It's not the sewing - I enjoy crafts. It's the using girly products.
Case in point: in January, for whatever strange reason, I felt like I really need to buy a bath scrub and body butter. I know of scrubs because I got one as a present at some point, aka I've never heard of them before that or really used it. After a few days I succumbed to this weird desire and bought a scrub and body butter. Strange. I used them too. Even stranger.
An embarrassing part of pregnancy hormones, that is actually visible (maybe I'll talk about the other gross ones later, because you know, sharing is caring) is the tears. OMFG. I don't think I've ever cried so much before, and at such little things. For example, Jesse on one Saturday morning didn't make a nutella banana crepe. He didn't because I said not to the night before, which I had forgotten but I'm sure wouldn't have changed my tears. I had said not to because I thought I might be gaining too fast. With tears pouring down my face, I told him why I was crying, and that there really was no need to cry! Apparently logic is not greater than hormones.
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