Worry of the Day: Will I Ever Be (Hormonally) Normal Again?

I almost cried at the nail salon today. True story. After a totally routine, normal OB appointment (the best kind), I decided to treat myself to a manicure. Choosing my polish was quite a task ... I probably stood in front of the wall of colorful little bottles for a good five minutes before picking a variation on my usual color.

And instead of relaxing through the mani—one of my main reasons for going in the first place—I fretted. I came up with everything new that I have to worry about in my pregnancy now that it's four weeks 'til the next OB appointment and I've got no ultrasound in sight.

At some point in the process, I got a little nick on my middle finger and imagined all the horrible infections that could result.

But the real hormonal whammy came when I decided I did not like the color I'd chosen. As my technician painted it on, I actually had to fight back tears. Over a nail color.

And so it goes in the land of crazy pregnant hormones. One minute you're a mess and the next you decide that maybe a coat of subtle silver sparkles will save you from weeping at the nail salon and voila! the mood improves.

Here's hoping we won't be crazy forever, mamas ...

The end result ^