A bloody mess

A day after I had the headache that I thought would kill me, I found out why. My mother suffered from them. I used to get bad headaches too. But 18 months of bliss had made me forget that headaches usually warned me of the imminent period that was a day or two away. I don't remember it being so crippling, but then again, I haven't had 18 months worth of period coming.

It's a bit of a surprise though. When I bemoaned the return of the period to my sister in law, she with a mixture of being matter of factly and incredulousness said "Well, isn't it good? You mean, you want to be pregnant, again?" True. But I wasn't thinking about that at all, I was just mourning my pad free days where I didn't have to do period math or put surreptitious ticks against dates.

So at some time, I need to drop by the chemist and get some tampons and other feminine hygiene products which I happily did not replenish after September 2006.Hopefully, it's just a one off thing with the introduction of another stressor in my life, work, that may have sent my hormones out of whack again. I am after all, still breastfeeding and that should have bought me many period free days as long as I kept it up. There's no dip in supply that often heralds the drying up of the well so I'm really hoping that it's just a blip on the radar.

There's nothing wrong with the period returning. It's supposed to indicate loud and clear that I'm fertile and my body's ready for the next baby but erm... no. Not for a while yet. And even though I can ignore that, I can't ignore the troublesome nature of it. The backaches, the painful breasts that make breastfeeding as painful as it was at the beginning and of course, the mind blowing, and not in a good way, headache.

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