Again I give fair warning. Female subjects are involved. Tread ahead lightly. But for goodness sake, you've already read of my bra issues, my son talking to his male parts and it actually answering, along with an assortment of posts on pads and such. This should be nothing.
I am in a state of hormonal overload. I don't know if it's high or low, but let's just say I'm out of whack.
During these times, I tend to be very hard on myself. Very judgemental and full of criticism. I am the 'worst' of everything just now: the worse mom, the worst wife, the worst housekeeper, the worst organizer, and the very worst procrastinator.
All things I need to work on, yes, but during hormonal times, it's just all so traumatic. So dramatic even. I keep thinking that I have so much to do and that I have let the boys down beyond repair.
And so, this month, I am doing this hormone-laden time a bit differently. I have sized things up and have noticed that recently:
-the house has been fairly clean ('fairly' is the creative woman's high standard)
-I have a bit of a grip on Thanksgiving. A 'bit' of structure is all a person like me needs.
-I have completed the nasty bathroom in far less than two weeks time, thank you very much.
All good things. Like I said, I'm doing it differently this month. Whenever these crushing thoughts come on, instead of mulling them over, I am finding it helpful to talk disgustingly, sugary-patronizing to them.
"Oh, hi. I know you probably hold 'some' truth, but right now I think you're just hormones talking. I think that if you go away for a little, you and/or I may find that you're not really so high and mighty after all. Yes, yes, I'm sure you mean well and I want to hear you out, trust me I do, but right now you may just be a volitale combination of estrogen and progesterone."
Maybe this is just my version of Scarlet O'Hara's 'I can't think about it now. I'll think about it tomorrow. After all, tomorrow is another day.'
But it's working right now. Besides, I should listen to Scarlet. After all, Gone with the Wind is the movie from which I received my name. Figure that one out...
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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I know what you mean. I thought that the pregnancy hormones were crazy, but no one told me that the post-baby hormones are even more of a roller coaster ride...
That's a great way to deal with it...And add an "in the name of Jesus" to it and the bad stuff will really shut up! :)
I get the same way during my period. I learned long ago never to make life-altering decisions while on the rag. :)
Ok, the word verification was just "raguisms".
Did you do that Melanie?
THAT is funny.
For me, ovulation time is my crazy time. And hormonally I feel most normal when I am pregnant.
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