Okay…so that might be a bit dramatic. But I was not prepared for the last few weeks. You see, something has apparently started in my body. I have been having trouble sleeping. My heart has been racing. I cry easily – or I am ready to tackle a bull head on. And what is this weird feeling crawling over my skin? It feels like a heat blanket….OHMYGOD. I either have some very bad disease – or my body has started another cycle of being a woman. I am entering peri-menopause. Now, I have self diagnosed this, and I will confirm this with a doctor in a few days. But I am pretty sure that I am about to face a new phase of my female journey.
Approaching menopause means many different things to many different people. Some women I am sure would welcome the loss of their period – but I feel kind of attached to the monthly circle of fertility – even though I have not been “fertile” for years, and my desire for more children is long past.
But there was something about being a part of Mother Nature’s dance inside of my body every month that made me feel connected to the earth – and to other women. I am not welcoming this change. Maybe it was all of my years of infertility – and hating my period. I had to make peace with it. That it was not a sign of my infertility and failure – but as a chance for renewal. It took some work – but I got there.
And now I fear – I will miss this monthly renewal of my body. In it’s place will be something else, and I don’t know yet what it is. A different kind of cycle that I am not used to yet. I feel like I am thirteen – as the hormones are once again racking my body in a new way. But the possibility -of new life with my own eggs is now a window forever closed. I was done – but now that I am finished – a melancholy sigh escapes my body as I sweat out a fond farewell.
Will some one please open a window?

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Marna Gatlin
April 6, 2009
Welcome to the club. While peri-menopause is indeed a rite of passage, it’s not always easy. I am hugging you from Oregon and joining you in feeling 13. It’s kind of an uncertain place to be for sure. But sort of like an adventure of sorts?
Tracy Morris
April 6, 2009
Climb on board the train, my dear.
It’s a helluva ride. I liken it some days to being pregnant, when I felt like I had NO control over my body. Here’s the good part: you wind up with an entirely new/add’l group of humans with which you can personally identify.
How’s THAT for re-framing?