And not a nice bear in a berry patch. A mean bear on steroids.
Ever since I hit 35 I have just been awful just before-that-time-of-the-month.
A year or two ago I explained to Katie what happens to women every month, and how sometimes this can make you grumpy. It was around the 30th of the month at that time.
So she thought for a moment and said, "Wait! I bet that means you were starting your period on the 12th!" And without another word she ran up and fetched her calendar.
She proceeded to tell me with vivid detail how grumpy I was that particular day.
And the horrible thing was that she was right.
It's now almost three years since I hit the 3-5, and I'm still really feeling it. It's almost like I'm stepping outside of myself and I can watch myself become irrationally frustrated, but I can't do anything about it.
Even trying to pray is difficult.
Anyway, I'm leading up to this to say that today I have been a bear. I have yelled at my kids for a little tiny reason, but not enough to justify my anger. I have resented my husband when he tried to help me with dinner (he made it sound like I couldn't handle it because he recognized my mood and the source of it, and no guy should ever do that). I am mad at the world. And I am so looking forward to tomorrow when I all I have to deal with is cramps!!
Anyone else ever have bear days? Please tell me I am not alone!
Labels: hormones, parenting