Have I ever mentioned how much I love to go to amusement parks and ride roller coasters? My favorite ride at Six Flags as a little girl was the ride where you go to the very top and suddenly drop down really fast. I can’t remember the name of it. It always made my dad sick, but he always rode it with me. As I got older, I enjoyed roller coasters - the Scream Machine, the Mindbender, you name it!

My second trimester of pregnancy has become a lot like a roller coaster ride, but I can’t say I enjoy experiencing all of the thrills in real life. I can visit Six Flags, but I can’t simply visit pregnancy. It is who I am right now, and it is definitely a roller coaster ride. My husband can testify to this. He only jokingly said “hush” the other day, and I started crying immediately. Or take his dog, Reo, who enjoys biting me recently and not listening to anything I say. This morning, it was all I could take. After putting him up in his crate, I just lost it. Tears flowed like I had lost my best friend or something. Over a DOG?!?!?! Yes, friends and family, second trimester is hitting me in full force. Instead of Z-Force (remember that ride?), we can call it H-Force (for hormones). Or shall we say HORRORMONES - haha.

So, that is the latest from the Williams. Dealing with crazy pregnancy hormones. A once level-headed, strong young woman has turned into a crazy, emotionally unstable pregnant monster. Well, monster may be over-exaggerating, but you get the idea. It’s hard being pregnant. Sometimes you think the world is out to get you, and other times you are perfectly happy thinking about the little person growing inside of you. And it can change in a split second.

My advice for the day: Be nice to pregnant ladies - it’s not easy. Avoid sarcasm at all cost. Think before you speak. Please do not be critical about anything - it’s not the time. Remember that some pregnant woman have acne, and do not call attention to it or stare at their face. All of these things are upsetting and can be taken the wrong way. We don’t mean to be crazy. It literally just happens. It’s not a great feeling to feel out-of-control. A sensible person may say we CAN help how we act or how we respond to things, but I can tell you, WE CANNOT. There are a gazillion things happening in our bodies that are way beyond our control, and apparently, second trimester is “Horror-mone” Craze.