I was going to write a brilliant blog on this topic, but somewhere between thinking about it and actually writing it, the ideas all fell out of my brain. That’s the only way I can describe it … things just fall out of my brain.
Periods stopping was something I was aware of and looked forward to, but skin issues? Who knew about the effect perimenopause and menopause would have on our skin? So what kinds of things should we be looking out for and what can we do about them?
Aunt Flo. Time of the month. Shark week. Got the painters in. Code red. Girl flu. Leak week. Call periods whatever you like … I’m over the whole thing. I’ve had enough now. I just want perimenopause to be over. It’s not funny any more.
I want peace, Baileys, Strictly Come dancing and a chocolate orange. That won’t happen. But what can I do to get me through the festive season? How do I and those round me have a peri-merry Christmas?
I need to get on with things and give myself a ‘happy menopause’, after all, I can’t spend the next 10 years pissed off and hating other humans.
If your ‘hot stuff’ has become too hot to handle as she battles her way through the hormonal minefield on the road to menopause, then you need a helping hand. Fellas, this blog is for you…
We aren’t asking for Chris Hemsworth to stand next to our desks waving a fan and gently mopping our sweaty faces (might mention that to my manager, though). Us women are going through a temporary, natural process and all employers need to do is offer support and make us feel valued.
Maybe we are looking at this phase in our lives from completely the wrong angle. Is it possible to change the way we look at ‘the change’? Is there some middle ground in between blissful ignorance and menopausal guru where we can find a happy balance, embrace ‘the change’ and make menopause a positive experience?
I slept in until 10am, was in my dressing gown until midday and appear to have lost 2 hours in some kind of fog. I’m exhausted and mourn the loss of energy I used to enjoy and take for granted. My get up and go I had in my 20s and 30s has got up and gone.
I did have one really good tip … but I can’t remember what it was … hang on … it’s on the tip of my tongue. Oh look, there’s a butterfly.