Day 4
Seems silly to say WELCOME. But thanks for stopping by, it’s a super weird Week In The Life of a Crazy Woman…U-hem, that’d be me.This week is all about my life in menopause and my first week on Weight Watcher’s…it’s been quite a few days look back if you’ve missed the mayhem.
The picture below about sums up today…
There has been much weeping today. And a little gnashing of teeth.
I cried and cried and cried…over what? Oh, over everything. My feelings were completely on my sleeve, you didn’t have to talk to me at all to hurt them. Like a battle-weary sissy-fried soldier I cried for much of the morning and half the afternoon. It felt good. I didn’t however look like the picture above…more like this one below.
Yep, that’s more like it. The only food I’ve given a second thought is chocolate. And just the thought of some milk chocolate chips brought on another episode of sobbing. I told ya, everything made me cry today. What a wuss.
At about 3:30 my daughter Stephie called to ask what time Id be over to keep Snookums (my granddaughter Ellie) I was supposed to be there at 4:15 so they could go to a movie..I still had on my Pa-Jay-Jays. Hadn’t even showered. This is how it starts Peeps. Letting yourself go. I never understood it before, women who stopped caring if and when they groomed. But today I do not care a whit about what I look like. I think grooming will take more effort than I can muster. I can barely keep up my energy to do all the crying. I make up my mind to just put on a hat and flip flops and head on over to Stephie and Jon’s.
Who cares how an old lady looks anyway?I’ll brush my teeth and go.
Then I looked in the mirror. Oh my holy cow.
I immediately climbed into the shower.
And I felt a little … or maybe a lot better. There is a lesson here that I will think more about on another day.
…tonight we went to baby-sit for precious Ellie. (Our first and only grandchild) It took about 2 minutes of holding her for me to once again decided that Ellie is my cure for All Things…I forgot about hormones, hot flashes, mood swings, bloating, depression and I even forgot about chocolate.
I immersed myself for a few hours in her giggles and her chatting and her snuggles. And there was no crying.
Until I was rocking her to sleep. And then I cried a little. But it was a good cry. It was an “I’m so full of love for this baby I can’t believe it” cry.
Tonight the hormones lost. Tonight love for Ellie won. There is another lesson in here somewhere. I will think more about it another day. For now, I’m really tired and I still have to tell “Tool” about my evening Weight Watcher’s points. (more about Tool : in Part 1 of a Week in the Life...)
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To be continued…come back tomorrow to see if I take The Husband’s advice and and made a deal with the devil. Sniff, sniff.
Never underestimate the power of a little one.
Keep that pic next to your tissue box- you probably won’t even need the tissue.
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I am sorry I was not there for you and to cry with you.
Beautiful gandbaby! I see why she can cure whatever ails you.
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What a beautiful baby girl!
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Oh, she definitely IS a soul soother…….what a cutie-patootie.
Suzanne
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Well I was feeling exactally as you described, and now I’m laughing…you are so funny, you even make sad funny. I would love to have an Ellie to hug, but I will continue to enjoy that through your wonder discription, it makes me feel like I was there.
I love you…AG
I have read this everyday this week and haven’t commented yet. I so disagreed with those that thought it was FUNNY!!!!!!!! Menopause is NOT funny, it is not for sissies:):):) It is hard, and we cry, and let ourselves go some days and then along comes a BEAUTIFUL BABY to show us that the world is a beautiful place and we CAN put things into perspective……for awhile. FEEL your feelings and don’t apologize for them, then soon it will all subside. THIS DOES END….believe me!!!!! Hang in there kiddo! Love and big hugs, Pinky
Pinky…I love you girl.
You will get through this. I did and I survived. Hot flashes, night sweats, crying, everything you’ve described. It even cost me my job (not really, but I like to blame it on the M), I got so angry that I told my boss where he could go and how to get there. I do think that being menopausal did not help the situation.
Keep repeating the mantra: “This too shall pass”. And take up yoga – all that controlled breathing helps.
Robin—I am right there with you! I have started a “Biggest Loser Program” at our local Y and I have been going without any sugar, chocolate or even a small glass of vino for two days….All my vices….gone! I am so sore from our workout that I feel like I need a raised toilet seat! Starting to get a major headache—DETOXING is the pits!
I also have a granddaughter named Elly—she is 5 years old. On Sunday we just got back from celebrating the birth of our second granddaughter who is about three weeks old. Her name is Emilia Rose. I know what you mean about babies being the cure for all things….it does put life in perspective, doesn’t it?
They live in Missouri and we live in Ky and yesterday I was just “aching” to hold her driving home from work….after 5 days of being with her….I was having to go through detox from holding a baby also….Life is just not fair, is it?
Your writings bring a smile to my day!
Jennifer
Jennifer~ I’m praying for you with your new program. Keep it up girl! Happy congratulations on the miracle of your new granddaughter! You know I love the name Elly and the name Emilia Rose is so beautiful. Hugs Friend~