I'm evil

Yesterday my sister and I went to a sort of seminar for becoming parents. My husband did not come as it was all in Swedish.

We arrived last minute and had to sit in the front row. As soon as the midwife started talking, I started laughing. What she said wasn't that funny really, but I could not help it.

As a result my sister also started laughing. And we could not stop. There we were, sitting on the front row, shaking from trying to not burst out in loud laughter, and not able to calm down.

I could not look at my sister, I could not look at the midwife, and I could not think about the situation, as those three things made me crack.

So I pulled the turtle neck of my sweater over my face. And when I had calmed down a bit i quickly turned my eyes towards the over head, which showed the picture of a baby. I then concentrated heavily for a few minutes on just staring at the baby, not look at anything else, and not think about anything else. Eventually the need to laugh let my body.

I find these situations so funny. If you were allowed to laugh, you would probably just laugh a bit and then stop. But it's the fact that you are not allowed to laugh, that makes the whole situation much more hysterical.

Poor woman, I'm sure she thought I was laughing at her. Well, actually I was, but that makes me feel so evil.