I have had more than one person close to me insinuate that I'm hormonal and cranky lately. Well, for your information, I'm not. I'm carrying a bowling ball strapped to my stomach with my abs, I'm exhausted, and I'm stressed (freaked) about the prospect of pushing this bowling ball out of me and then caring for it for the rest of my life. But I'm doing just fine thankyouverymuch.
Not cranky at all.