Pregnancy Induced Hysteria

Sigh.

I thought perhaps, as I was so mild-mannered in the first 12 weeks of pregnancy, that this pregnancy symptom had, in fact, skipped me over. After all, I had the nausea, the fatigue, the porn-star boobs, etc.

But the past two days have given new meaning to the phrase "laugh until you cry."

It can happen when I'm reading a funny book--I come across something that ickles my funny bone, I have a little giggle, and then 'm reaching for the kleenex. This is not laughing so hard that tears stream out my eyes--rather, it's I can't enjoy a little humor without getting all emotional about it.

It can happen while watching comedy on TV. Who knew that Entourage was such a tear jerker? But when Johnny Drama smoked a little weed and got himself a case of the fear, I got a little case of the giggle-tears.

But the worst is when I'm reading or watching something sad. And I start laughing. This has yet to happen in public, but I am sure I will be mortified when it does. Eventually the laughter subsides to tears, but by then I will have guffawed in the middle of something that was supposed to be heart-wrenching, and everyone will look at me like I'm some kind of freak.

"But I'm pregnant" seems kind of lame when you've just reached the part of the half-bood prince where Dumbledore dies, and you can't stop giggling. Thank goodness that one hasn't come out as a movie yet, but perhaps I should put off seeing Order of the Phoenix until after the jumping beans arrive, or at least until I can wach in the privacy of my own home--after all, that one has some heart-wrenchers too, and I don't want to be caught chortling at an inappropriate moment in a movie theater full of children.