Share your stories of ridiculous crying and make me feel better!

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I am 6 weeks pregnant with a very much wanted 3rd baby after 8 years of trying and much IVF expense. So I should be skipping over daisies singing happy songs!

The reality is I keep crying about how I want my normal life back (I don't, I would be devastated if this pregnancy didn't come off), and bursting into tears over stupid, stupid things.

Yesterday, I took my two girls to the ice rink where they have a skating lesson. DD1's lesson is always at a quarter to 9. I was sat upstairs in the cafe watching her down on the rink, thinking I might get a hot drink, when she starts signalling frantically for me to come down. I'm thinking "this better be good!" (because I'm an irritable cow at the moment), go down there, and she says can she have the lesson ticket now as her skating teacher has said she'll take her at a quarter to 8. Rather irrationally I say "but I wanted to come and watch your lesson at a quarter to 9, I want a drink now." DD1 says, well I have to go now, takes the lesson tickets and has her lesson. At which point I sat at the side of the rink and sobbed and sobbed and sobbed because I had wanted to watch her lesson at a quater to 9, not a quarter to 8. The other mothers were looking at me like I was a total, utter, head case, and no wonder! What a totally stupid thing to cry over. Later on I sat upstairs at the cafe and I still couldn't stop crying because my plans had been turned around.

So, come on, pregnant people. Share your stupid crying stories and make me feel better! Please tell me this is part of pregnancy and I'm not completely losing it....

Sahil Saeed's arrived home. So happy (tears streaming)

Enjoying catching up on this thread.

I defy anyone not to cry at this, especially you dog-advert people: DH told me yesterday about a friend at work who adopted a dog from a rescue shelter. After a couple of weeks she realised she couldn't keep the dog as it was disturbed and very boisterous - a large German shepherd. But, before she took it back to the shelter, she gave it 'its dream weekend', with lovely walks and trips to the woods and nice food, so that it would have nice memories before it went back to the rescue place.

Oh, the weeping at that one. In the car, so I tried to keep it quiet and not too snotty...

Bondwife, oh that poor tiger! I was innocently browsing the guardian online and they had a picture on the bloody front page! I started welling up (in the office, naturally...)

I haven't been sleeping well recently (precious about how much sleep I get at the best of times) and this morning the dog woke us up at 5.30 for a wee. My dh decided to put his foot down and hope she'd go back to sleep but she is very persistent and has developed this whine that no one could sleep with. When I realised he really wasn't going - he works in the evenings so he didn't have to get up an hour later!! - I grumped and harrumphed my way outside. I knew I would be up for ages after and when I got back into bed I burst into tears.

Hopefully he will go next time...for fear of the consequences

i can't have another dog! i already have 4, most of them rescue but that story is making me want to gather up that german shepard and bring him home to my majorly overcrowded house!

I'll take the dog!!!!!**DISCLAIMER: I cannot currently be held responsibe for acts of compassion/claims of being able to rehome dogs/old women or men/budgies/bearded dragons/kittens/puppies/stick insects/gas men/old soft toys that will otherwise go in the bin.

My husband came home from a working week in London last night. He'd been to see Wicked at the west end and was telling me about the story.

When he got to the part about the tin man having a broken heart I burst into tears and started sobbing uncontrollably because the witch wasnt wicked and the poor tin man and everone's so mean because she was trying to be nice!

I could not stop crying and I've never even seen the musical!

I cried in assembly this morning listening to the children sing... I was behind them but one boy looked round as I gulped

I have just been crying over my 3 failed attempts to make a cup of tea.
First time - left teabag in cup for half an hour until completely stewed.
Second time - put new teabag in cup but then forgot to re-boil kettle so poured lukewarm water into cup over teabag.
Third time - forgot to re-fill kettle with water and put it on to boil empty.
Cue floods at my own incompetence!

What a funny thread! In the last few days I've cried/welled up over: that poor burnt rabbit; the tigers who starved in a zoo; a letter to an agony aunt in a paper about an old woman missing her dead husband; hearing Michael Ball sing 'Love Changes Everything' on Duncan Banatyne's 'Desert Island Discs' interview on Radio Four (and I am not a fan of either Duncan Banatyne or Michael Ball!); every time I get a text from my husband; and every time I picture the moment when I've actually got a real live baby to hold (and there I go again just thinking about it...) I like to think of myself as quite a tough-minded person. I hope my normal character returns once I'm not pregnant anymore...

These all make me feel so much better! I was at the Trafford Centre earlier, unfortunately at the same time as hundreds of excited 6 year olds . They were there to experience the new Legoland attraction and we're chanting 'we want Lego' etc. My eyes filled up when I saw them all queued up clutching their packed lunches ready to go in. Common sense soon returned when this constant chanting was being played back through the PA system, I had to get through the sea of 6 year olds and avoid being caught on camera as they were filmng the whole thing!

I watched the film Knocked Up yesterday (brilliant if you haven't seen it) and cried madly at the end of that.

Then I was reading my emails and I had nice one from someone and I burst into tears and just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed for 20 minutes.

I am up one minute and down the next.

I spent the rest of the evening barking at my husband to wash up, make me a drink, get me a brownie etc etc.

I cried at sport relief bike ride last night.
Obviously at the sad bits but I sobbed for ages on one of the cycling bits. Conversation as follows

dh- why are you crying?
Me- I can't ride a bike
dh- I'll teach you
me-(sobbing more) but I don't want to...
Dh-

I was watching Marley and me yesterday and it makes me cry at the best of times but yesterday I was crying hysterically head in hands and everything! The dogs were looking at me like I was a loon one of them being a labrador which got me even more upset! My husband rang from afghanistan just as the film was finishing and by the way I was balling he thought I had just heard some really bad news. I told him I was just being stupid and had been watching a film and he guessed straight away it was Marley and me and he asked why I won t do that to myself when I am emotional as it is. I cried for the whole 10 minute phonecall!!!! and for about 20 minutes after that!!!!

I cried and cried with laughter reading this thread -- the unpaired sock and the cheese and the creme eggs really took the biscuit.

I, however, have to confess to crying about the fact that my own childhood toy, purple hippo, is currently living on his own in the house we can't sell, and must be terribly lonely!

Today DH informed me that the woman who set fire to the bunny has been jailed for 3 months - was really happy about that and then remembered seeing the photo of it in the corner of its hutch and cried all over again.

Also cried over today:

My engagement ring no longer fitting (must be water retention) and the fact that both my wedding ring and my socks have left indents on my skin

My husband being ever so manly and putting together bits for the nursery

The purple Hippo being all alone

I cry at everything at the moment (21wks). I cried in front of my boss today, he didn't know where to look the poor chap.

Today I cried listening to the "different coloured houses" song from Balamory. It just struck me as really moving for some reason!

I cried watching the Truman show last night.

Another one weeping over old men here- well in this case a picture of an old man on the side of a tin of spray polish from Tesco. The old man was lovingly polishing some wood.
The problem was, I didn't like the smell of the polish and didn't use it, but I felt so sorry for the man that I had rejected his polish that it made me cry.

This was in my first pregnancy (2.5 years ago), I am now pregnant again and if I think about the poor old man for much longer I will start crying again.

Cried at backdraft yesterday, and at forest gump today...

Cried cos my dh asked me to vacuum the carpet whilst he bleached the kitchen.

Oh it goes on and on

Oh, and I cried cos DS made and brought me breakfast in bed complete with cup of tea! [warm and fuzzy emoticon]

This morning I cried cos I am so happy we are going to have baby frogs (following the week long frog orgy so it shouldn't have been a big surprise)

I cried at the Cbeebies Christmas special song when Mr Tumble is trying to get out of the television. All the others were dancing around singing and he couldn't join in!

I cried yesterday at the gym.. there was some wildlife park /animal programme on, and they managed to keep this runt baby goat alive, and then showed pictures of it later on back with the herd, skipping and jumping around.. it was so cute....sob sob sob..

And last night I cried because I didn't even have the energy to ping a Covent Garden soup in the microwave, and DP said he would do it for me... "I am soooo pathethic..." I wailed...

i work at mcdonalds (how embarassing...) and was on window one on drive thru and i had been told about three times that the shake machine was no longer working and not to sell milkshakes. well, being pregnant and a bit dippy, you forget, but when my evil manager screamed at me in front of the whole restaurant i hastily appologised and tried to correct the order. oh god i was getting so flustered and everyone was yelling at me for taking so long and the customers looked really annoyed and the LOBBY HOSTESS had to come and sort out my mistake and so in front of everyone i started sobbing REALLY loudly and ran out. needless to say, going back for my next shift was mortifying...

aw 1preghead that sounds awful

i had another proper crying fit yesterday remembering farthing wood, did anyone else watch that as a kid?? i remembered the pheasants hiding becuase the beaters were coming and the other pheasant kept telling her just to stay down they'd be alright but she panicked and flew up
god that programme had me crying every week, childrens telly just isn't the same any more!