Or, in my case, don’t. Back in August I had my first experience with possible menopausal symptoms. My cycle was over 3 weeks off, for no reason at all. Things have been normal since then. Until now, that is. And now I am 2 weeks late unexpectedly. It isn’t that I want to bleed. It is just that I rely on my own body being predictable. I know my body. It always acts the same way. I always have the same thing at the same time every time. No surprises. No problems other than the generally accepted obvious ones that accompany virtually every woman’s cycle. The waiting game is not fun. And it pisses me off.
Tonight, hubby is treating me to a play for my birthday. My actual birthday is still one month away. But King Lear is playing right now at the Atlanta Shakespeare Tavern and will not be playing at my birthday. We are meeting some friends there. I think it will be us plus 9 other people! I love meeting friends to do intellectually geeky things. Hubby prefers meeting friends to do different types of geeky things. Like D&D or Munchkin or Neverwinter Nights or DragonAge. Stuff I either don’t do or don’t like to do too often. If I could, I would go to a play every weekend. Not all Shakespeare, although I do adore the Bard.
On Sunday, I am going to pen the day with my extremely pregnant sister. She has reach That Stage. She only has maybe three weeks left, but she is already DONE. She wants the baby out now. She is huge and unwieldy and uncomfortable. She is tired and cranky and whiny. She can’t help it though. The way the skin stretches so tight across the belly makes a woman want to claw it open with her own nails to stop it from tearing itself. The weight of the baby gets to be so much that every step is like lugging a small car around in front of you. The positioning of the baby by now is so low you feel like it might drop out on its own and you can’t hold your legs together properly due to the bulge of the head in your pelvis. I remember very well how badly I wanted things to be OVER. I feel really sympathetic for her, but there is just nothing you can do. the baby will come when its ready, no matter how miserable you are or for how long.
That’s my weekend in a nutshell. My next post will most likely be the weekly meals one on Sunday evening. Hope everyone has a lovely weekend. Go outside and see if you can find a spot of spring and sunshine to bask in!