I CRIED OVER A BOWL OF CEREAL.

Laying in bed just now, clomid has been making me a hormonal mess... I wanted cereal so bad, asked hubby to go downstairs and get it for me... he said no. I cried over it because I didn’t want to go get it, was a TOTAL BRAT, and felt slightly guilty until I dozed off... woke up to him bringing me cereal and telling me it’s okay that I’m crazy because I’m trying to make him a baby. 😂 I feel like a nut.