Hormonal Mess...

So this morning I am driving to work, running a little bit late as always. We are at that stage where Rhowan wants to walk herself out of the house and into the car and be a big girl down the stairs, etc. Needless to say, getting home for the day and leaving for the day is a 10 minute task. But I allow her to do these things because I am the one always rushing out the door and hurrying up, she doesn't know the dang difference between 7:40 and 7:50 and what just ten minutes does to your ride to work!

Anway, I drip her off to daycare, go to Jamba Juice for breakfast on the way to work, and I am on my way. I am less than a mile from work, when I am braking from the hill on Willow and whatever street it is with the cemetery right there when a cop sees me, from the other side of the street, makes a u-turn with his lights and pulls me over.
I am thinking, SHIT, my liscence is expired, but I have a DMV appt. So he comes up and says, "are you in a rush?" Well, "yes, I actually am, I am pregnant, not feeling well, having a bad morninig and late to work." He says, "do you know the speed limit?" I say, well it must be 40 as there is a sign right in front of my damn face! He asks for license, registration and an updated address, I explain I have a dmv appt. He says, "you were going 54 in a 40." He walks away, I begin to cry...I mean ball, I can't stop the tears. All I can think of is shit, we already have a $456 camera tix to pay of TJ's, I need to re do another baby room, why another expense. I am soooo upset. He comes back, continues to lecture, sees me full on crying, and rubbing my belly for more of a dramatic spin, and he says, "slow down for now on" and walks away. I couldn't even drive away for a few minutes because I was crying to hard. I get to work and I am still crying. First off, what is wrong with me? It's just a stupid ticket? Then I am pissed! Who gives a freaking crying, pregnant woman a ticket. Go catch a F*&#ing criminal and use your time wisely!!!!! UGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I am still upset about it as you can see. My fault, yes. Big deal, not really (unless you're the one paying my bills.) It just ruined my day, threw me off, and makes me want to go home and call it a day!

I don't remember being this emotional when I was preggo with Rhowan...I cry on every TV show, at every memory, at every song on the radio, at pictures, etc. What is going on?!!!!