I wrote this comic as a way to cheer myself up. During this pregnancy, I’ve had, what I feel, are frequent bouts of “the blues.” Sometimes I over-think things and get hung up on some pretty heavy stuff, but I’ve realized at other times I cry over the most ridiculous things. This is a look at the lighter side of that.
When I first thought I might be pregnant, it was because of the crying. A friend of mine was nominated for Teacher of the Year in her district. I was really happy for her! But then I started thinking, “What if she doesn’t win? She’s such a nice person! She deserves to win!”
(Never mind the fact that I’ve never actually seen this friend teach. Or in a classroom. We don’t even teach in the same area. And I don’t know the name of her school. Actually, she’s really more of an acquaintance than a friend. She’s someone I used to ride the the bus with in middle school. Now we see each other at parties every now and then though, and she seems nice…)
Anyway! While I was preparing for my next class to come in, I started getting weepy over the fact that this person might not win Teacher of the Year. And that’s when I thought, “Maybe I’m pregnant.”
In this comic, the only thing I’ve really cried about was the cop thing. I police officer pointed his radar gun at my car, but he didn’t pull me over. But he really should have, and I felt bad about that.