548 days ago, I gave birth to my beautiful and wonderful firstborn son, James.
Since then, I have been temporarily infertile, in the state known as "lactational amenorrhea." It has been such a blessing to have a break from old Aunt Flo.
But I am cranky. I am fatigued. I am pessimistic. I am irritable. I am breaking out. I am having the kind of stomach cramps that make you question everything you've consumed in the past 48 hours. And my blood sugars have been rising for the last couple of days, a phenomenon that I couldn't explain until I put 2 and 2 together and got 548.
My cycle-free days are numbered. PMS, here I come!
Now, where did I put the chocolate?
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2 comments:
Susana,
Isn't it awful when you just know it's gonna hit at any time? But, oh, chocolate is wonderful!
Thanks for stopping by my blog!! I see we have a mutual friend in Donna.
My best wishes for a happy and healthy 2008!
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