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It’s the Mood Swings to Be Blamed, Not Me!
Ahh! Who says pregnancy brings joy only to the family? They’ve surely got to meet mine to understand what else is store for that journey! Ask my family how difficult it was to deal with my mood swings throughout my pregnancy. Every tantrum they had to bear with a smile, knowing they had no other choice, at least for the time being…
It so happened that we used to have family get-togethers every fortnight. After finding out about my pregnancy, the excitement of everybody coming together was even greater. Amidst the cheerful conversation, someone asked me about how my husband is putting in extra effort to take care of me. Suddenly, while talking, I started crying my lungs out. Everyone was taken aback and startled, and the atmosphere became silent. They looked at each other, understanding what went wrong, and I could just say I was overwhelmed. Little did they understand that it was my mood swings!
Likewise, the next fortnight, everyone came together again. This time, they made sure not to ask me anything about my husband. But, they had to talk about something with me! So, they came asking me if I feel the need of going to my parents’ house for delivery, or if I am comfortable with my in-laws. And only my husband knew that all the wrongs chords were strung – but before he could divert the topic, I again started crying aloud. The room was filled with embarrassment. But, by now, they understood that what got triggered was my mood swings, and made sure to keep away from that. So, from next time, they were only left to talk about how rough the climate was, and how well I cook!
My husband bore all my mood swings, as he never understood if I would get happy with him for what he did, or would get angry for what he didn’t, or would get furious for how he did it, or get mad at him for doing what he shouldn’t have.
Mood swings in pregnancy are surely a battle, one that you can’t afford to let win over you!