Just when I think I've avoided any side effects from these extra hormones in my system, I find myself crying like a baby in the grocery store parking lot. Seriously, I was afraid someone was going to come over to make sure I was okay - it was that bad. My mom moves to Florida on Monday and I had just gotten off the phone with her - and I totally lost it. I don't know why. I've known she's moving for over a year now. I know this is really what she wants and that she'll love it and be extremely happy there. And yes, I've been selfishly sad about it - but not *sobbing* sad. Rationally, I know she'll only be a phone call, quick plane trip, or (11-hour) car ride away. I'll probably talk to her just as much as I do now.
But she's my mom. And I've never been farther than 2 hours away from her in my entire life. I guess with my struggle to become a mom, having my own mom move away has impacted me more than I thought it would. As if it's symbolic in some weird way.
Or maybe it's just the hormones...
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