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Getting slack

Yeah, geez, it's been a while since I blogged, didn't really feel like it this week...

Got my period for the first time after having Bryn. Was feeling a bit short changed. It was 19 months before it returned after Luey was born, and Bryn feeds as much as Luey ever didn't, in fact in the past few weeks he seems to be feeding continuously through the night, so I can't figure out why it came back so soon this time (ok, nearly 9 months isn't that short, but still, I was hoping for at least another 10 months respite...)...

It was a really weird, short period, too. Only lasted about 36 hours. Go figure, normally it's five days...

So, at least I was right on the money the other week when I said I thought I'd ovulated.

What's getting to me is, of course, there are no more babies on the books for us. Not that I wouldn't have another in, say, 2.5 years, but Dave is well and truly not interested. I don't really hold it against him. He's 47 now, and I wouldn't want to get pg this year, so he'd be at least 49 before the next one arrive, probably more like 50. So, then he's be 65 with a 25, 23, 19, and 15 year old... He's already feeling overtired and old all the time now, with one more he'd feel decrepid...

But still, so this was my first "no more babies" period, and well, the thought of doing this another 240 (12x20, if menopause hits around 55 years as it usually does in my mums family) times, doesn't exactly thrill me... Oh well, I need to be a little more Zen about it all, I think...

Oh, and craving chocolate wasn't fun, and while I didn't indulge the chocolate craving, I did indulge a little, and so I only managed to lose 100g this last week (must update the graph!)... Still, as was pointed out to me, it's a loss, and that's always better than a gain...

Also seemed a little knitting challenged this week, made more mistakes than usual and under up pulling up nearly a whole set of longies thanks to a dropped stitch that I just couldn't pick up without it being glaringly obvious... Hopefully next week will be a bit more sunny on the whole...

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Juniper said…
Getting your period back must be bitter sweet. I can relate!

Glad to hear you back on blog!

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