You know PMS has you by the short hairs when you are standing in the kitchen at 2 in the AM eating ice cream out of the container. After a week of eating cookie dough.
I’m 6 months pp. That’s postpartum for those that don’t know the lingo. And the that time of the month, has shown up the last 3 of those 6 months. I feel like I’m relearning how to PMS. And relearn how to reign that cuntmuffin in.
I’m a first time mom. There is so much to learn. From the second you get that positive pregnancy test, you are bombarded with information. Plus you have to join the online mommy community! So you start googling and come across this site called Baby Center. At first you read articles. Then you join the appropriate birth board. BB. You share in the joy of your newly found preggoness. Then you get to work on the lingo. DH, DD, DS, POS, KWIM… It’s exhausting learning all that.
I’ve been part of online communities before. A decade ago, pro-ed groups were like underground raves. 10 years later, and my best friends are from that community. But the mommy community is so very different. From day one until now, drama and bullies. Seriously, a bunch of starving, puking and cutting women are nicer than mommies. Doesn’t that say something?
I know….what an interesting first post. But the dude is asleep and I realize now is my chance to catch a few zzzzz before he decides he needs to wake up. And play with his feet. And start chattering.