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I want off the hormonal rollercoaster. No, really. I'm done now. Last night, after feeling glum all day, I burst into tears because the pasta sauce I was making splashed, spewing droplets of tomato sauce like lava all over the stove and with a few landing on me.

I realize that it will take a few months *after* I give birth before my hormones find a more even keel. And the fun just never stops...:P

I'm also trying to figure out why "poopie" has become my new favourite curse word. Maybe because it's silly and maybe because it's just so darned fun to say.