I've been attacked by a parasitic wasp

Well, hypothetically. Ok, I'm about to freak your freak a little bit. If this is too much for you, I apologize. My mind is warped-even more so now that I'm pregnant. You've been warned...

Ok so in case you haven't seen the documentary on the Discovery Channel, let me fill you in a little bit on the life of a parasitic wasp. The pregnant momma wasp flies around looking for a pretty little caterpillar to lay her eggs into. She injects her eggs into the caterpillar like so:



Everything is fine and dandy for a while. The caterpillar goes about it's merry way until BOOM!! The hormones being produced by the wasp babies take over the brain of the caterpilar, making it do things it doesn't necessarily want to do. It makes the caterpillar's body do all sorts of weird things it's never done before. The brain and body of the caterpillar are held hostage until the baby wasps dig their way out of the caterpillar's skin and the caterpilar either dies or returns back to normal.



I am the caterpillar people. My body is no longer my own. It's a house. I'm a house. I hardly even recognize myself sometimes. My tummy gets bigger by the day, my boobs are getting bigger, my skin has a different pain tolerance than it once did, I burp at LEAST 100 times a day, my lower back feels like it's going to break by the end of the day, I can barely stay awake until 5:00pm, I'm hungry-but when I eat I get sick..............AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!....................

Ok. That's my little freak out. I'm done. Sorry about that. I feel better now.