The most irrational thing you have said triggered by hormones

[Lilyannarose]

There are always 2/ 3 days a month where everything gets blown out of proportion, mole hills become mountains and I cry at the stupidest things.
Things that I wouldn't normally bat an eyelid at, suddenly become a big deal.

My worst one was a few years back when my hormones were in full swing.
To be fair i had just come out of a rather stressful hospital appointment (still no excuse) and there were workmen digging up the pavement blocking the path.
One of them said to me (in what I took to be a patronising tone), "You need to go round the other way".
At any other time of the month I would have responded with, "Oh Ok. Sorry. Didn't see the sign" and proceeded to follow the other route.
But no! What came out of my mouth was, "How dare you speak to me like that! What gives you the right to tell me which way to walk! You can stick your diversion sign up your arse!" and with that I stormed off leaving the poor man speechless!!
I still cringe with embarrassment and feel awful when I think of it even though it's a few years ago now.

My DP says I should have a sign attached to me on those 3 days saying "approach with caution"!!

When I was heavily pregnant with my eldest I was in Poundstretcher and happened to notice that they had packs of vests and babygrows which were really cheap.

I picked one up and proceeded to burst into tears telling my Mum that it was because I felt sorry for my baby because we were so poor that we had to buy his clothes from there. I had plenty of other stuff from supermarkets and hand-me-downs but for some reason these were an upsetting bargain!

Not sure if it was hormones or just tiredness, but once I was napping on the couch but kept waking myself up snoring . DH asked me why I didn’t just go to bed, I was clearly exhausted - I snapped at him saying how DARE he tell me what to do, I’m not a CHILD, I’m a GROWN WOMAN and I won’t be dictated to! All the while I’m actually making my way up the stairs where I collapsed in bed and passed out

I still heavily resist going to bed!

One that was definitely hormonal was when I was about 12. I burst into tears and could not be consoled - because my mum sat in the last ten minutes of my tap class. She did it all the time, especially as she was the school secretary!

I was also wearing lots of black kohl liner so that was fun

I did lots of crazy shit whilst pregnant, a lot of it seemed to revolve around food .

I recall waiting for what seemed like a lifetime for our food in a restaurant and when it finally came, they’d brought plain garlic bread instead of cheese garlic bread so I burst into tears. I also burst into tears when my brother stole one of my chicken nuggets from McDonald’s (my craving during my first pregnancy was McDonald’s). I cried and got angry when DP forgot vanilla slices from the supermarket- don’t even usually like vanilla slices, he sauntered off back to the shop .

I was a nightmare when pregnant tbh. I wanted to call DD Sunflower at one point! Purely hormonal.

I cried and properly huffed because my husband bought pork shoulder rather than loin for a roast and I didn’t realise until I went to carve it and it was shit.
I was pregnant and starving and had made a full roast and was so upset and disappointed.

Heavily pregnant, sitting on the stairs in our old house whilst the removal men packed up our belongings, loud noisy sobbing and saying that I couldn't have a baby because in the hospital the doctors would 'chop me into little pieces'. DH was very kind although in retrospect I don't know how he kept a straight face. The removal men were very kind but surprisingly unperturbed - I think they had seen it all before!

I suffered horribly with pmt when the DC were small. One day DH said "I really don't like you much today" and I screamed "What?! I dont know ANYONE that doesn't like me"!

I'm 15 weeks pregnant and a few days ago text DP telling him it was unfair to bring a child in to 'this situation' and the baby isn't going to have everything it needs because of him. We'd had a small argument and certainly nothing that warranted me telling him that

When I was pregnant I shouted at a carton of milk because I left it out all day and it had gone sour.
My DH came in and absolutely deadpan asked ‘why are you giving out to the milk?’
That made me laugh enough to bring me out of my bad mood.

Our new build was being decorated and I’d requested blue for the kitchen. Got there, 8 months pregnant and saw it and started to cry that I hated blue, I never wanted to see blue again, what a stupid choice, as infinitum. Decorators worked all weekend to paint it white again. This was entirely my fault. There’s a teeny bit of blue I noticed at the edge of one of the cupboards and it still makes me burn with shame, 8 years later.

A few years ago when I was taking clomid my dh favourite tv programme had me in proper sobbing tears.
The tv show was country file A older gentleman was reading a poem with his wife sat beside him. She looked so fucked off and fed up. You could tell she was fed up of hearing it. I sat for 15 minutes crying because she was so fed up and the poem was so boring.

22 weeks pregnant and went to IKEA with DP at the weekend.

First of all I had completely forgotten what I went there for and walked out of the shop (after a 40 min drive to get there) with nothing. (Was half hoping it would come to me like a vision after wandering through)

Second of all we went to get meatballs and mash. I had been looking forward to it all day long but as we got to the counter a sign told me there was no mash due to supplier issues, I couldn't control myself and literally burst into tears right there in the queue. DP asked if I was okay and (bless him) if I wanted to leave and go somewhere else to eat instead, I sobbed out that what if the other place we went didn't have mash as well, I'd be out mash AND meatballs, so we got the food (I settled for chips) and ate in silence. Like a child.

When I was pregnant with DD, I cried over the hoover. It wasn't working properly and DH said we should take it to the dump because it was old and not really fixable, and I sobbed that it had been my late Gran's hoover and she'd given it to us when we were poor students and how dare he want to throw it away!? (She'd died about 6 years previously.)

In the end we ended up giving it to DM, and she and DSF fixed it for pennies. She's still got it now in full working order, and every time I see it I feel a tiny bit smug Then I remember how upset I got over a bloody hoover and it fades quickly!

Five months pregnant, on a long road trip. I was hot and uncomfortable but enjoying the music station I had found. Apparently, me ex husband did not agree as he nonchalantly changed station to something else.

I burst into tears while howling at him “ I know you hate me. I know it!!! Why else would you have cut off The Dancing Queen!??”
I was a bit over wrought.

I wouldn't know where to start?
My boss who called me into his office to chat, he told me to check the dates on my lose my shit emails to him and have a think about it.
I was 22 then.
PMDD diagnosed at 25, it is much more manageable, there is still months I hate DP, he is always loving kind and supportive, a great dad, when my PMS is bad, I think he is a annoying dick.

Heavily pregnant with Dd the vacuum cleaner broke. I burst into ragey tears crying that I couldn’t even keep a vacuum cleaner alive, how could I possibly cope with a baby

I love how most of these are pregnancy ones.

I'm pregnant and just flown completely off the handle crying hysterically at DH over a youtube video.

When I was pregnant I made some gravy that was lumpy, I binned the whole meal had an absolute meltdown and left the house in a rage and went and sat in another street on the ground for an hour or so. Earlier on in the pregnancy I cried over a menu on holiday cos they didn’t have anything I fancied. They seem quite ‘cute’ in comparison to things I’d say these days, I’m quite horrible with pmt but get given no slack imo 😂 😂

My boss who called me into his office to chat, he told me to check the dates on my lose my shit emails to him and have a think about it.

Sorry, what?!

Another vacuum one for me.....
Old vacuum, OH suggested it was really old and past its best and we should dump it get a new one instead of keep fixing it.
I was pregnant and immediately burst into tears shouting at him is that what he is going to do with me when i'm past my best and old. I got really upset and genuinely thought if he'd do that to a hoover i'd be next. My poor OH.

HostaFireAndIce He was right, I suffered horrendous depression and madness for years, I never linked it to my period.
He give me the first piece of my puzzle to my PMDD.
Every month I'd email him about the problems he needed to sort, I'd cry at my desk, give out unnecessarily.
I only work part time now 3 days, it is manageable to hide the madness.

I also had a pregnant ikea moment, involving shouting and throwing a plastic ladle. And then crying in the carpet bit.

FFS.

I cried this morning because I'm constipated (26weeks pregnant)
I cried a few weeks ago as DH was cleaning out one of the "random crap" cupboards and was throwing out old plastic bags, crumpled up but clean party napkins, bubble wrap, bits of wrapping paper, assorted stuff. (I can be a bit of a hoarder) I was furious and tearfully started going through the bin to see what else of "my stuff" he was throwing away and raging about him being wasteful and this is why we've never got any money. Poor sod