Friday, February 10, 2012

I'm filter free, baby

Like young children and the senile, most pregnant women have no filter. Once you're knocked up, it's socially acceptable to speak your mind in a way that would otherwise be deserving of a name that rhymes with witch.

As someone who naturally avoids confrontation, I personally find it very liberating. Whether it's the hormones or just the fact that I have very little patience for stupidity and rudeness, I suddenly have the perfect thing to say - at the right moment! You know how you've laid in bed awake at night thinking of all the things you could have and should have said to that fat cow in the grocery store line "advising" you on how your crying baby needs a pacifier and would sleep so much better if you fed them rice cereal.... Or the jackhole who just cut you off illegally because you were going the speed limit on a residential street - in a school zone!

To those who dare to cross my path after my three year old accidentally crapped in his underwear, my two year old is having a full-fledged meltdown in the parking lot of Costco and after my 10 month old has skipped his morning nap and bucked the bottle of formula I've been coaxing him to take - look out; I'm filter-free and not ashamed in the least to tell you how I feel.

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