Tuesday, Dec. 23, 2003
PMS
PMS…I have never been one to believe in it, to me you get the pains and the annoyance of getting your period, but to have a change in your mood because of it, I didn’t believe it. Forget what everybody said about hormones, I mean most gynecologists are males, how can you believe someone who hasn’t even been through this stuff. And please don’t get started on their medical degree I mean, that doesn’t really prove anything does it. I guess I am rambling so let me get to my point. I didn’t believe it PMS. That is until yesterday, I finally come to the realization that something has to explain the sudden way I performed a Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Hyde on my husband yesterday. Let me tell you how this went down.
After doing absolutely nothing at work all day and just wishing to get home so I could spend time him, I rush home to take a bath and get sexy in time before he gets home, I rush, shower, put on a sexy little black see through number, perfume on, hair up and he is home, it was so such a nice feeling, so I kindly ask him to take a shower so we can have our dinner, watch a movie and then have some nice planned sex (you would never imagine how often you have to plan sex once you are married); so here we are, heating up some lasagna and all of a sudden I am YELLING at him because my lasagna is still cold and I wanted to heat it up some more, and I mean yelling… afterwards I feel lousy about it and apologize and we continue to eat our dinner and we do watch the movie, but the mood is just ruined. Thank God I have the most understanding husband, he doesn’t even yell back, he just says chill, relax, what’s bothering you? Any way, we head back to the bedroom and I just was not feeling sexy, loving or to be honest horny but we did have sex, and at the end I just burst out crying and when asked what is wrong I say nothing. Now I know this is typical for a girl, but I am a formal feminist and it is still hard for me to accept that. But this act of PMS doesn’t end here friends, I actually have the guts to say to my ever understanding husband this morning that after only two months of marriage I AM BORED OF OUR SEX LIFE, I guess I would understand the comment if I REALLY was BORED, but I am not. I feel its great and he meets a need I have to feel loved, sexy and secure at the same time.
Hormones I tell you, who would have thought that they could change you this way. I had a conversation today with him and said I was sorry and asked him to please know that I am not to be accounted for the things I say while PMS is in the zone. His sentiment and mine on this… THANK GOD IT ONLY LAST ABOUT A WEEK.
Till next time baby monkeys… Becky
r-y-r at 3:50 PM
