Batshit Crazy

I envisioned a peaceful, happy pregnancy.  I just kinda figured I would be rational and calm, as this is how I tend to be the majority of the time in life.  

Instead, I am like this:

And this:

And this:

Pray for me y'all.  Pray for poor Carlton, too.  Thankfully, my sweetheart is too terrified to leave me so madly in love, he'd never leave me.