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So my last post on this damn blog was way back in February. I've finally landed in the "late stage" of blogging life cycles... you know, those blogs that at first post once if not twice a day, then slowly turn to weekly postings, then suddenly fall off the face of the earth.
sigh...
And I think today, as I am 40 years old and 1 day, how life cycles apply to pretty much everything.
I am quite sure my currently zestful 10 year old daughter (whom I love with a passion none the less) will be facing her "menstrual" cycle anytime now according to her attitude and back talk. And I remember those days with the hormones exploding, just wanting to pelt anyone and anything that looked at me wrong, crying over bad hair days and thinking out loud that no one (ESPECIALLY my mother) had a friggin' clue as to what I was dealing with.
My poor little hormonal child. You are soon to be yet another product of life cycles... please just allow me to survive, tolerate and feel even the smallest amount of satisfaction that there is a chance that my own past experiences might be able to help you...
...if you'd just listen to me for a second without rolling your eyes or stomping away in disgust when I simply look at you or call your name...
Never mind. I surrender. And I surrender with love and complete understanding.
My peanut you are no more.
Friday, May 14, 2010
The Life Cycle of Blogs... and other things no less
Posted by Susan at 11:01 AM
Labels: menstrual cycles and life cycles and blog cycles, oh MY
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It's good that you live your life instead of just talk about it!!! I'm still working on that :)
I don't remember wanting to yell and scream during that process, but I do remember being extra tender and crying an awful lot over friends and boys...
bleh
Hapy belated birthday. I think its mid-life blogging.
Okay..that is kinda sad.
My DD is 11 and I am just waiting for the day she has to deal with all of that crap!
Happy Belated Birthday and it was so good to hear from you again!
Hope you are well!
I just had the sex talk with my ten year-old. I hate that they grow up, but this stage is...well...awful.
Happy Birthday!
My daughter will be 10 in October.. I FEEL your pain!! The Hormones.. lol she was "craving" a cheeseburger the other night.. so the next night we go to Five Guys.. she doesn't want one anymore..lol *sigh* this is only the beginning...
But at least they are not "teens" and still will curl up on the couch and love on us and want to do things with us!!!! :)
you've been missed...and I hope that at 40 I look even half way as hot as you!
My 9 1/2 year old daughter is showing signs as well...and they are usually unbearable right around my time of the month...
so I feel your pain.
i just have a 3 yr old now, and totally DREAD when I have to have the sex talk or the hormonal preteen period in her life....
I second Shelle's last thought - BLEH :)
Yeah you've been gone for ages.
welcome back and happy belated birthday!
i am not looking forward with the tweens or teens with my TJ either... gulp...
From one "fell off the face of the earth" blogger to another.
Happy Birthday!
Can you believe it has been a whole year since I wrote a single word?
(and not altogether sure that I will EVER write another blog post - but there has been a bit of an itch)
I don't remember that particular cycle or how I was feeling. I was always such a sensitive child. (read crybaby here)
The only thing I DO remember is not telling a soul for several YEARS and stealing feminine hygiene products from my mother and sister. Oh the fights they had over the tampons.
The Tampon Wars, sounds like a great title for a book.
IS VERY GOOD..............................
I don't write much anymore either. Dealing with my own waning hormones and my 10 year old's growing hormones is like trying to nail jello to a tree.
I know you know what I'm talking about sister!
I have no daughters, and I'm on the Other Side of the Curse (lol), but I read something recently that I WISH I'd done for the sake of my own children. A lady who had a hard time emotionally during her period put an adjustable cardboard thermometer on the refrigerator. On day 1 there was no red showing. As she got closer and closer to That Time of the Month, more red appeared, until finally every one in the house had a visual reminder that momma's temperature was "hot" and they'd all better show her a little love and tenderness. It also reminded her that she was a little more susceptible to outbursts and might want to plan less activity and more alone time during those days. How come I always find out these things too late to enjoy them?!?
right there with you...except for the 40 and a day. ;)
Happy belated to you..my daughter is not ashamed to talk to me her first time period..
great post!
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