Pregnancy = High School

PLEASE NOTE: You may not agree with this. My high school life was probably very different than yours, but that doesn't mean you can get all uppity. So shut up and read.

I had a brief conversation with an acquaintance a friend today (Yes, Jenn. I've upgraded you) about her pregnancy. Without really thinking too much into it, I mentioned that pregnancy is like high school, and then realized... Damn, I'm right! It really is like high school! 

First Trimester = 8th/9th Grade

School: Remember being 13 years old and repeating that 'funny line' from that 'funny movie' with your friends every day?

Pregnancy: You laugh... about everything. It doesn't have to be really funny; it doesn't even have to be recent. It's hilarious, period. That movie that you just watched? Funniest movie ever.
Pregnancy: You cry... about everything. Suddenly, the fact that you broke the yolk when trying to make over easy eggs becomes heartbreaking. 
School: Heartbreaking, like when you went to the school dance in 9th grade, and the boy that you like - You know, the one you stare at but have never spoken to - didn't ask you to dance...
BUT WAIT!
"I Wanna Be Bad" by Willa Ford comes on, and you're laughing with your friends again because - what, why am I happy? Why was I sad?! I don't know...

Second Trimester = 10th/11th Grade

School: Do you remember when you realized that your grades were actually kind of important, and you started to smarten up? You start trying to decide what you want to do after you graduate and become a 'grown up'. You are beginning to love yourself for who you are and be comfortable in your skin.
Pregnancy: You're now starting to get more comfortable - just in general. If your pregnancy was unplanned, most the shock has worn off. Hopefully your morning sickness has too! You understand most of the things that you're going through, and are getting ready for the things to come. Life is starting to get much more serious...

You also eat a bunch of crap.

Third Trimester = 12th Grade

School: You're starting to stress a bit. 9 months seemed like a ton of time... All of a sudden you're a few weeks away, and you don't feel ready. If you do feel ready, you also feel sad; A very important part of your life is coming to an end, and the thought is unnerving. You know that something greater is on the other side, but it's that fear of the unknown gnawing at you.
Pregnancy: See above!

Graduation!

Okay, it's not ALWAYS like this...