As I navigate the ups and downs of life, my list of PMS symptoms seems to multiply. Right now, I’m grappling with a pulsating headache, acid reflux, irritability so intense I’ve advised my family to maintain a safe distance, sore breasts, a bloated belly, cramps, and an all-new symptom: achy back and shoulders that feel like I’ve just completed a grueling workout (spoiler alert: I haven’t). Why must my hormones wreak havoc on my life? Thankfully, within a day or two of my period starting, I’ll emerge from this haze, but until then, all I want is to remain in my pajamas, cocooned under my blankets.
In my 20s and early 30s, PMS primarily meant just mood swings and weight gain. While that was already enough to derail my week, now, as a busy and exhausted mom juggling family and work, I can’t help but feel like biology is playing a cruel joke on me with intensified PMS symptoms.
The saga began six months after my first child was born when I experienced my first postpartum period. Initially, I felt a sense of relief as my cramps seemed milder than before. Perhaps the expansion my uterus underwent during pregnancy had its perks. However, I also observed that the cramps felt misplaced, as if my uterus had relocated somewhere lower—quite an unsettling thought.
Soon after, my digestive system took a turn for the worse. My hormones suddenly decided to wage war on my colon, leading to a significant case of Irritable Bowel Syndrome, which notably worsened during PMS (and ovulation, but that’s a different tale). A few years later, I encountered acid reflux and headaches, culminating in the present moment where I’m limping around the house, clutching my aching back.
If only I could hit pause on life during PMS and the first day of my period. Honestly, I don’t accomplish much anyhow, and my temperament is less than pleasant. Just today, my husband, bless his heart, suggested I retreat to the den with some chocolate while he handled dinner for the kids. That small act may have just saved us all from catastrophe.
Many cultures observe practices around menstruation, and I find the concept of a “menstrual hut” quite intriguing. In these traditions, women retreat together for a few days during their cycles. While I definitely don’t support the idea of segregating women due to natural bodily functions (menstruation should never be seen as unclean or taboo!), I do appreciate the notion of women collectively taking time to rest and rejuvenate. Apparently, in some cultures, synchronized cycles lead to communal gatherings where they can vent and support each other—sounds wonderful, doesn’t it?
My mother assures me that things will improve once I reach menopause. She recalls her PMS mood swings vividly—I remember them too, unfortunately. But I’m also aware that her journey to menopause wasn’t exactly smooth sailing either, often filled with tales of her hot flashes. Honestly, the thought of “the change” terrifies me nearly as much as “the curse.” However, if it promises relief from the barrage of unpleasant symptoms I endure each month, I’m all in.
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In summary, while PMS may throw a wrench into our lives, it’s comforting to know we’re not alone. With rituals, support systems, and a little chocolate, we can navigate this monthly rollercoaster together.
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