Carrying a baby girl seems to have sent my girly hormones into overdrive. Or, does this happen during all pregnancies?

A sampling of the ever-growing list of things that make me cry:

-The opening number in the Broadway musical “The Lion King” that I recently saw at the Hippodrome (To be clear, this is a compliment.)

-Watching “Baby’s First Day” on TLC

-Saying goodbye to my infant nephew Tommy in California

-Watching Coach Eric Taylor’s wife cry and struggle with post-partum and caring for a newborn solo while her husband is away coaching his team in season 2 of “Friday Night Lights”

-Failing my one-hour glucose test and having to go back for the three-hour test (I passed, but more on that in a future post.)

-Becky getting rejected on this week’s episode of “Glee”

-This Google Chrome “Dear Sophie” commercial (Waterworks-big time! I’m tearing up just thinking about it.) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4vkVHijdQk

-Sleeping … apparently. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night at a full-on sob at least 3 times now. I can’t recall any particular dreams linked to the tears, however.

Other recent observations:

-I’m getting clumsy.

-Who knew putting on socks required a strategy?

-My belly button has almost disappeared.

-Indigestion and heart burn are my new companions.

-I’ve abandoned fashion for comfort. I haven’t even toyed with the notion of wearing a pair of heels since November. (I broke down and started wearing Ugg-style boots, which up until now I considered hideous.)

-It makes me laugh out loud when I feel Baby Broadwater doing what I can only imagine are somersaults.

-I can still beat the competition at Wii “Just Dance.” (except Luke- he’s got some good moves!)