Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Who's showing up today.....
I swear if ONE MORE PERSON ASKS ME...WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU??? I'm going to lose my ever loving mind!!! I get this question at least 15x a day. Every time someone asks me this it makes me think, maybe I should have something wrong, so then I could give them a reason to stop asking me this question over and over and over and over again. See, the thing is, when your in menopause or just because you're a girl really, you have NO IDEA who is going to show up that day. You can be dancing in the car one second then the next you're screaming at the car in front of you because the aren't going the speed limit then go right back into your dancing routine without really missing a beat. My kids I think get scared. They aren't quite sure what or who they're going to get that day. They walk around on eggs shells so as to not push me over the edge. I was hoping to not be going through menopause until they were out of the house...but alas they get to "enjoy" all the fun times with me.
I seriously need the people around me to go with the flow of my many mood changes. I think most menopausal woman would agree with me, that you almost become bipolar. I know there is nothing funny about those who are legitimately bipolar. But, when you're in the "change of life", so many different people show up. And you NEVER know at any moment who is about to "pop" out. You think I want to be like this? Hell to the no. Do you think I want to fly off the handle because I dropped an ice cube on the floor. Literally, I dropped an ice cube, and screamed at the ice cube. Really. Who does that?! I'll tell you, a woman in menopause!
Trust me, if I knew what was actually going on inside of my head I'd love to tell you, but I DO NOT know what the heck is going on inside my head. So PLEASE for the safety of everyone, STOP asking me what's wrong. We would love to hide our emotions from the world. But, when we do, y'all ask a million times a day, "what's wrong with you!" Thank goodness the family doesn't see some of the meltdowns. For example, I dropped a full cap of detergent on the laundry room floor a few weeks ago, you would've thought I had just had the machine fall on me. I started screaming and crying at the cap laying in the pool of detergent, YOU STUPID THING, GRRRR I HATE DOING FREAKIN' LAUNDRY, STUPID CAP, NOW I HAVE TO CLEAN THIS CRAP UP, WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST STAY ON THE MACHINE?!?! Really Heather, is the cap going to answer you...because if it does, then you should definitely be checked into a facility. All that energy I used up over spilled detergent. PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER WOMAN!!!!
My poor hubs. I should just leave it at that, but he gets the brunt of my many mood swings. I think I have 4 different "friends" that show up at our house. Happy, Sad, Mad, Indifferent. Sadly, the Happy "friend" doesn't come by for a visit very often. I think it's scared..haha It's not because I'm not happy, bc I love our life..But the friend that shows up the most and usually comes uninvited is my "friend" indifferent. This "friend" isn't very social, we don't talk much it's more of Blah, don't want to talk to anyone, don't want to see anyone..just blah. Some days, I can get through the day and not have any "friends" show up or have outburst and scare or scar the kids. Other days, all 4 "friends" show up. Sometimes all at the same time. That's awkward. It's kinda weird when they all show up, bc it's hard to explain to the kids why I just was singing in the car with them, then yelling at them bc they are singing too loud or even off key, then getting sad bc I just yelled at them (sometimes to the point of tears), then becoming indifferent and I stop singing and having fun altogether. It's a rollercoaster that I wish I didn't have to be on, and one that my kids and hubs didn't have to be on either. But, it's part of the "change of life"...we are ALL hopefully going to survive this ride. If not, blame it on my "friends".
If I could punch these 4 "friends" in the throat, I would..but that would be me... punching myself in the throat and that would definitely get me a luxury suite at the looney bin.
To my MG's (menopausal girls) you feel me?!
I seriously need the people around me to go with the flow of my many mood changes. I think most menopausal woman would agree with me, that you almost become bipolar. I know there is nothing funny about those who are legitimately bipolar. But, when you're in the "change of life", so many different people show up. And you NEVER know at any moment who is about to "pop" out. You think I want to be like this? Hell to the no. Do you think I want to fly off the handle because I dropped an ice cube on the floor. Literally, I dropped an ice cube, and screamed at the ice cube. Really. Who does that?! I'll tell you, a woman in menopause!
Trust me, if I knew what was actually going on inside of my head I'd love to tell you, but I DO NOT know what the heck is going on inside my head. So PLEASE for the safety of everyone, STOP asking me what's wrong. We would love to hide our emotions from the world. But, when we do, y'all ask a million times a day, "what's wrong with you!" Thank goodness the family doesn't see some of the meltdowns. For example, I dropped a full cap of detergent on the laundry room floor a few weeks ago, you would've thought I had just had the machine fall on me. I started screaming and crying at the cap laying in the pool of detergent, YOU STUPID THING, GRRRR I HATE DOING FREAKIN' LAUNDRY, STUPID CAP, NOW I HAVE TO CLEAN THIS CRAP UP, WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST STAY ON THE MACHINE?!?! Really Heather, is the cap going to answer you...because if it does, then you should definitely be checked into a facility. All that energy I used up over spilled detergent. PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER WOMAN!!!!
My poor hubs. I should just leave it at that, but he gets the brunt of my many mood swings. I think I have 4 different "friends" that show up at our house. Happy, Sad, Mad, Indifferent. Sadly, the Happy "friend" doesn't come by for a visit very often. I think it's scared..haha It's not because I'm not happy, bc I love our life..But the friend that shows up the most and usually comes uninvited is my "friend" indifferent. This "friend" isn't very social, we don't talk much it's more of Blah, don't want to talk to anyone, don't want to see anyone..just blah. Some days, I can get through the day and not have any "friends" show up or have outburst and scare or scar the kids. Other days, all 4 "friends" show up. Sometimes all at the same time. That's awkward. It's kinda weird when they all show up, bc it's hard to explain to the kids why I just was singing in the car with them, then yelling at them bc they are singing too loud or even off key, then getting sad bc I just yelled at them (sometimes to the point of tears), then becoming indifferent and I stop singing and having fun altogether. It's a rollercoaster that I wish I didn't have to be on, and one that my kids and hubs didn't have to be on either. But, it's part of the "change of life"...we are ALL hopefully going to survive this ride. If not, blame it on my "friends".
If I could punch these 4 "friends" in the throat, I would..but that would be me... punching myself in the throat and that would definitely get me a luxury suite at the looney bin.
To my MG's (menopausal girls) you feel me?!
Monday, June 20, 2016
Keepin' it Real
Welcome to my blog. Where you can find humor, realness, truth and a lil bit of sass.
I've been wanting to blog for awhile. I have read some really "cool" blogs and have thought to myself...I'm "cool" I can do that too. Time will tell.
The title pretty much sums up what this blog is about. Keepin' it Real. There are so many moms out there that sugar coat everything. They lead these "perfect" lives on FB, IG and on blogs. Girl, we know your life ain't perfect, it's a hot mess just like all the other moms out there. I'll talk about living with menopause, thyroid disease and weight loss (or lack thereof), it's about to get real.
Let me just dive right in and talk about the dreaded word....menopause. AHHHH...it's like a curse word in the women language. I have other adjectives to describe this word, but I'll keep it clean on my first blog.
I dove straight into menopause last summer after my 3rd and final surgery to complete my hysterectomy. I knew about the hot flashes. I knew I'd sweat....ALOT. I knew it'd come on at the most inconvenient times. I knew that our power bill would be astronomical because we'd have to have the air set on 67* nightly. I didn't know that I would sweat out of EVERY orifice of my body...literally. I didn't know that I would constantly be telling people...sorry, I'm flashing right now. I didn't know that I would have to change clothes because I would soak through them. INSANE. WHY do us women have to go through having monthly (horrible) cycles for years, have our bodies torn apart from giving childbirth (multiple times) then on top of all that....SWEAT like a sow in the summer?! Seems fair, NOT. Thanks Eve.(lol)
Hot flashes are of the devil. Literally, you feel like you're in HELL. Like you're in an oven and you can't get out...you're stuck in there for THREE whole minutes. Yup, that's about how long a "flash" lasts. It ain't pretty. Forget about wearing makeup because you're constantly wiping sweat off your face, forget about doing your hair, because you'll be pulling it on top of your head trying anything to get cool. There's no real remedy for it. Yah, people will tell you to take pills and such....it don't work. At all. Nothing helps. Except carrying a little fan around with your and pulling it out in the middle of teaching, in the grocery store and even at church.
Hot flashes will make you want to punch something or someone in the face. Literally. Realness.
I've been wanting to blog for awhile. I have read some really "cool" blogs and have thought to myself...I'm "cool" I can do that too. Time will tell.
The title pretty much sums up what this blog is about. Keepin' it Real. There are so many moms out there that sugar coat everything. They lead these "perfect" lives on FB, IG and on blogs. Girl, we know your life ain't perfect, it's a hot mess just like all the other moms out there. I'll talk about living with menopause, thyroid disease and weight loss (or lack thereof), it's about to get real.
Let me just dive right in and talk about the dreaded word....menopause. AHHHH...it's like a curse word in the women language. I have other adjectives to describe this word, but I'll keep it clean on my first blog.
I dove straight into menopause last summer after my 3rd and final surgery to complete my hysterectomy. I knew about the hot flashes. I knew I'd sweat....ALOT. I knew it'd come on at the most inconvenient times. I knew that our power bill would be astronomical because we'd have to have the air set on 67* nightly. I didn't know that I would sweat out of EVERY orifice of my body...literally. I didn't know that I would constantly be telling people...sorry, I'm flashing right now. I didn't know that I would have to change clothes because I would soak through them. INSANE. WHY do us women have to go through having monthly (horrible) cycles for years, have our bodies torn apart from giving childbirth (multiple times) then on top of all that....SWEAT like a sow in the summer?! Seems fair, NOT. Thanks Eve.(lol)
Hot flashes are of the devil. Literally, you feel like you're in HELL. Like you're in an oven and you can't get out...you're stuck in there for THREE whole minutes. Yup, that's about how long a "flash" lasts. It ain't pretty. Forget about wearing makeup because you're constantly wiping sweat off your face, forget about doing your hair, because you'll be pulling it on top of your head trying anything to get cool. There's no real remedy for it. Yah, people will tell you to take pills and such....it don't work. At all. Nothing helps. Except carrying a little fan around with your and pulling it out in the middle of teaching, in the grocery store and even at church.
Hot flashes will make you want to punch something or someone in the face. Literally. Realness.
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