Thursday, 17 May 2012

Skinning Cats

**note this is a post about menstruation, you have been warned**

I am pretty sure I have mentioned the horror story that is my period.  After having youngest it went from a regular deal to a horror movie that comes every 40 days.  I have no idea if I am the only one that has to actually stay indoors for the duration of her period but I know that I do.  I have to pent myself inside, reschedule outside activities with the kids to be "deck" or "inside" ones.

Why do you ask?

Well it is because of my period of course.  I feel a gush and I have to start running to the bathroom only to get there to an overflowing situation.  It is disgusting.  Not to mention a horrible way to be woken up in a carpeted home.

I know some of you are trying to stomach your coffees but I am sure hearing about it isn't worse than having to actually deal with it.  Hubby is never pleased when I get like this, which let me assure you, isn't EVERY-TIME.  Enough times though that it has become a kind of joke in this house.  I mean I probably have the only under five year old kids that are VERY aware of women menstruating.  VERY hard to hide when your gushing like geyser! 

Today it seems worse, I have a constant fear that I will damage clothing, furniture... I have no idea how people back in the day dealt with this.  I bet if they came across a chick with my issue I would have been taken out to pasture and put our of my misery... not to mention everyone else's.

Have I told you my PMS is INSANE?!?!?!  Although very "Freudian" so to speak lol!! I feel rather like this woman:
It isn't all hatred for mother nature over here though, I mean after all I am happier to be on the rag than have a life sucking parasite growing in me, using my organs as punching bags... I mean beautiful life growing inside me.... *cough*

So let us all be thankful for being able to bleed from the crotch on a monthly basis.  God has to be a man to do this to women every month... clearly has a grudge about that whole Eve thing I guess.  Cruel fate I say...

Worst part of my day today... the amount of hand washing I need to do today... AWESOME!!  I hate hand washing clothes... almost more than I hate folding them.

Do you have a bloody Niagara?? 

1 comment:

Kenzie R. said...

Oh my gosh, this post had me in stitches! There have been a few times where I stop and then start running! I usually keep the reason to myself and walk out of the bathroom like nothing happened. Haha!