Everyone Goes Psycho Once in Awhile....Right?

I think everyone deserves to have a day once in awhile where they are free to scream out there frustrations, rave like a lunatic, and throw things against the wall...or the floor, whichever is harder.  Well, I think I've filled my crazy day quota for the year.  Last night, after a particularly emotional rollercoaster of a day, I cracked after my husband chose the worst time possible to tell me that my sister in law was pregnant.  After being married only FIVE MONTHS!!  Remember in my previous post how I admitted that having struggles getting pregnant made it especially hard for me to share in the celebration when some one else was blessed with their own little bundle of joy?...Yeah well....I gave birth to the huge green monster of jealousy.  I may or may not have broken a few things...and torn up a few things...and gone on a destructive rampage.  If I did, you'll never know.  Of course, afterward I cried over the things I ruined in my moment of "out of mind craziness."  Isn't that what always what happens?  You get mad, you break something, you cry about it, you get mad at how rash you were, you break something else....  Of course after a while I calmed down, and my husband much to my surprise still loved me...and was kind enough to crack a couple jokes about what had just happened.  Laughing always makes me feel better.  I find nothing soothes hurt better than a good long laugh.  It's the best way to break up fights to.  There you are, fighting with your husband, when someone passes gas to punctuate what they thought was going to be an arguement winning remark.  After that, its all giggles, and "I love you," and make up...stuff.  Works every time.  But back to my sister in law being pregnant thing.  I am now calm enough to offer my genuine congratulations, and also to apologize for letting my jealousy ruin what should have been exciting news.  If you read this, I am sorry, and I love you.  Congratulations hun, I know you will make an amazing mama!