Or am I just the world's biggest grouch?

I'm not a crier, generally. I don't weep easily. But the last week I've been bursting into unwanted tears literally at the drop of a hat - I say that because bending over is beyond me at the moment, it sets off horrid contractions if I have to pick things up off the floor and yet everywhere I step, I'm tripping on things the kids keep lying around. (The other day I slipped on a plastic pocket from someone's homework!!)

I couldn't get my cereal bowl out this morning because they are down low and someone had shoved them to the back of the cupboard. I burst into tears. There were weevils in my muesli, so I burst into tears. I felt tired, so I burst into tears. I snapped at dh last night because, after he had looked after me and rubbed my back all day and been absolutely loving and wonderful, he dared interrupt a dance I was watching on tv. And he snapped back... so I burst into tears. I rolled over in bed and my body pillow fell on the floor and I couldn't get it without having to haul myself out of bed which is a major logistical effort at the moment, so I burst into tears.

Argh! I'm becoming Irrational Pregnant Woman!!