On June 5, 2009 I was greeted by mother nature *ahem*. Then July came around and nothing. Surprise! We were pregnant. That was 30 months ago. Exactly 12 months ago, I was again greeted with aunt flow and then boom, knocked up again. In 30 short months I have had two pregnancies. Two babies. Two breastfeeding attempts and disasters. Did I mention TWO BABIES?
That's an INTENSE amount of hormones. It's almost like an out of body experience. I don't feel like the same person I was 30 months ago. I'm a mess most days. I have only had 4 periods in this long amount of time. My hair falls out like crazy. I sweat like a pig, then I'm freezing cold then next moment. I cry because we run out of grape jelly.
I keep telling myself one of these days I'll feel like a normal person again. Sometimes I feel like a crazy person. And then I look at these tiny humans who are my whole world and every bit of the hormonal imbalances are worth it.
But I still want to punch them hormones right in their ugly little face.