I have just been exhausted for the past few days, suffering from unusually bad PMS. Each night this week I was so tired I could barely string two words together – hence the lack of posting. I wanted a donut so badly I practically started composing a Krispy Kreme Manifesto in my head, declaring our inalienable right to donuts, regardless of diet restrictions. I’m pretty sure cravings like that are what lead to things like fried Twinkies getting invented. Well, that and stoners with access to deep fryers. On top of that, yesterday, an OnStar commercial on the radio made me cry. And I was crampy and bloated and sore breasted and above all, bitter. Bitter because I thought I had four to six more days of PMS still to come, on top of the days and days I’d already gotten to enjoy.
Instead, for the first time since we started trying to conceive and I started paying attention to when my period arrived, I had a 28 day cycle. For those of you who don’t know, that’s what’s normal. Could it be that the Metformin and the weight loss (I’ve lost 28.4 pounds to date) are really working? Obviously one month of normalcy isn’t even a trend, but it could turn into one. All I know is, this time the arrival of my period has left me feeling hopeful about my fertility.
Congrats on the tremendous weight loss! You're looking great! (Although I've never seen you, each time someone tells me they've noticed I've lost weight it gives me motivation to keep going!) And speaking of weird fried foods, I had fried dill pickles at the county fair the other week. They were actually, really really good!