How pregnancy is like junior high

I've been having this urge to get braces to fix that tooth of mine that sticks out a bit and realized that perhaps it's just part of a larger throwback to the good old days of Parkview Junior High. I never thought that I'd relive those glory days, and yet...

Stubborn acne that is seemingly impervious to medication. If I recall those days correctly, the Oxy-10 I used religiously had no effect on my face, but did bleach white spots in my pillowcases.

Completely uncoordinated and clumsy. Those doorjambs I ran into every pass through? I'm making full contact once again.

Getting dressed in the morning: aack, I can't find anything to wear!!

Once dressed, all that clothing looks ill-fitting and awkward. Especially all of those winter layers...

Hair responds inappropriately to styling efforts. The most sincere attempts with styling gel only exacerbate the situation.

Hormonal rollercoaster makes your moods unpredictable and somewhat unnerving for close friends and immediate family.

Can't drink beer.