Pre-DD, I was known as the robot. Even in the most emotional of situations, I was pretty stoic - I found things sad, but never ever to the point of crying about it.
Anyway, DD is turning 3 next month (I’m 32), and I cry at everything. Just watched Tabby McTat, cried. Cried 4 times watching Lilo and Stitch. Nice review from preschool? Off I go again. It’s like I can’t control it and it’s so frustrating. Is it a hormone thing? Does it ever get back under control?