Ladies, can we be real for just a minute? Like TMI really really real. Because I'm about to be very real with you. I HATE being a female right now. Why do our bodies have to turn on us once we turn middle age?? I'm so angry about it! But maybe I'm actually not and it's just the perimenopause talking...
Friends, I'm tired...like worn out, weary, exhausted tired. This picture is me after I got home from work yesterday. That was the best effort I could give after 30 minutes total of sleep. Who knew that the "P" word would wreck your sleep? Not this girl! I have slept a total of 1-3 hours every night for the last 6-8 weeks. I used to know when my sleep regression began, but I didn't write it down and now since my memory is affected by perimenopause, I can't remember for sure. Now I understand what my Mom means when she says, "the old mare ain't what she used to be!" I'm officially the old mare.
Most of you will find a little humor in this...my boss...he sat down and discussed my issues with me. He told me things I had been doing or not doing that I had no idea that I was or wasn't doing!!! If you know my boss, you know he has a heart of gold. He would never stick his nose into female problems or want to hurt my feelings. I'm grateful for him because that meant it's worse than I even realized! I have to give him props though..he's allowed me to come in late or go home early when I need to sleep. God sure did bless me with a wonderful boss and friend.
I am 49 3/4 years old right now. This is supposed to be the best time of my life...but NOOOO! My anxiety creeps in just when I least expect it. I could be happy as a lark one minute and trying to take deep breaths to regulate my nervous system the next. I could cry...oh and I do now...for no reason, too. I have never been a crier.
Y'all we need to start a weekly prayer vigil for those of us who still have families at home. My 15 yr old used my line on me after I got real sassy with him. He looked me square in the eyes and said, "Mom, you need to take some of that base outta your voice and talk respectfully." I was floored because I didn't realize I had been such a jerk. I mean, I felt the wave of aggravation hit me, but I thought I kept my cool when responding to his 100th question. I guess not.
Honestly, I just had to get that off my chest. I could talk to you on here for hours discussing all the wonderful side effects of our love-hate relationship with perimenopause and menopause. Let's try to remember to give each other as much grace as we can during these trying times. And if we can't give grace, maybe a snickers would do??
Love you all! Thank you for letting me keep it 💯 on here. Not every post needs to be deep and heavy.
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