Speechless...

I wake up every morning and look forward to one thing.  One thing.  A nice, tall, cold glass of OJ.  It's been the one thing I've been able to drink my entire pregnancy.  Actually, it's almost impossible for me drink anything else (aversion?) until I've had my OJ.

Well, this morning I woke up, started making my breakfast and reached for the OJ...and it's GONE!! Gone!!! The husband must've had an OJ nightcap last night before he went to bed.  Usually (un-pregnant) this wouldn't bother me one bit - but at the moment it took all I had not to hulk-out.  WTH!? Why would you drink the last of the OJ when you have a pregnant lady living with you who counts on it for her survival!?

Men.   Pregnancy hormones.