The Cycle Continues

It's been over 18 months. Though those 18 months have presented plenty of challenges of their own, I never missed this thing that was missing. But it has returned. I'm talking about my monthly cycle. My period! YUCK! I always feel like cursing Eve when I'm on my period. Actually I feel like cursing everyone.

My husband will be thrilled to know that I admit that I completely over reacted the other night. I literally thought to myself, "What is wrong with me, why am I acting like this?" But in the moment of a heated discussion (most of the heat brought on by me) I didn't want to admit that I was wrong. The argument is hardly worth mentioning, but I will. In a nutshell, I was anxious about out trip which begins today. I was worrying about the details with the kids and how to best keep them entertained and Eric just wanted me to relax. In the heat, I threw the remote control and stormed downstairs. I never throw things when I'm mad and I rarely storm out of any room. I blame my period.

After I had Andrew I think I had 2 periods that were really weird and they weren't consecutive. Then I got pregnant with Anna. After I had Anna I didn't even have a period before I got pregnant with Alissa, so really, this is sort of like the first in over 3 years. Why do we want so badly to start our periods when we are preteens? There is nothing, and I mean nothing glorious about this.

I will say that I'm thankful that I had my tubal after Alissa. There were times when I worried that I would regret it, but now that my body is evidently back to a fully functional state, I'm really glad I don't have to worry about getting pregnant again. I'm really glad considering Eric and I had a really nice anniversary weekend -nudge, nudge, wink, wink- right when I would have been fertile.

I especially hate traveling while on my period. I mean come on, having to pack all the necessary things including extra underwear just in case, is just an absolute pain-- can I get an amen? Well, it is what it is and I'll just take it in stride. But I'll hate it just the same.