I have honestly been struggling with my less-than-positive demeanor, lately. That is so NOT a "Cindy" place to be. Compared to so many people out there in this world, I really have it pretty flipping awesome over here in Lawlorland (I like to say that because it sounds a lot like la-la-land and that makes me smile). I'm acknowledging that a large portion of it could very well be hormonal and there is nothing I can do about the hormones until next year. I hate that most of what comes out of my mouth, and a lot of what is floating around in my mind, is negative. I am going to force myself to focus on even a couple positive things when I write in here and not say anything negative. Perhaps that will help.

~ Despite the fact that the mere presence of my sweet, loving husband makes me want to smother him with a pillow at night while he sleeps sometimes, he is the perfect partner for me and I really do adore him. Snapping at him because he is breathing is not a good reason. Thankfully, we had been married five years before I got pregnant and he knows that this is not "me." I can only imagine what he'd be thinking/feeling if we had only been together a short time before I turned into this crazy-hormonal-psychopathic b!itch.

~ My son is loving football and is putting 100% of himself into the game. I'm very proud of him and it is a great feeling to finally have found something for him that he really enjoys and that will help his activity level and, hopefully, his weight.

~ I am still employed, all signs point to the likelihood that I will still be employed before I give birth, and that is reassuring.

There, that is something. And that took a long time to write.