Hormonal Disposition ???

P.M.S, Emotionally unstable, chemical imbalance, depression, postpartum depression. What ever you call it, there's medication to be had.
In my opinion, woman have more emotions than they can handle. Estrogen is what keeps us feminine, all the while we're raving lunatics with a frying pan in one hand and a diaper in the other.
 Women in general have so much that they have to balance. Work, home, friends, finances, continuing education. Let's face it, it's non stop. If you're a Mom, then throw temper tantrums, cold shoulders, guilt trips and 'Well, their parents let them...' into the mix of things. This with lipstick, high heels and oven mitts? We wonder why we tend to 'lose it' every once in a while.
Today, for instance. Nice, bright, sun shiny day. I should be enjoying it, soaking in the rays, taking a walk, breathing in the fresh air, doing anything that I could to benefit from a day like today.
  What am I doing? Crying, sulking, feeling sorry for myself. I'm tired. Exhausted to a point. And what happens when I'm this tired and run down............My Emotions Go Hog Wild!
Yup! Not enough Prozac in the cupboard to rally this girls emotions.

  One week ago my 'last nerve' started it's thinning process. First it's a sick child. Day and night in the bathroom with the shower running and a humidifier in the bedroom. There was coughing, crying, no sleep, unbelievable amounts of whining going on. And the child was miserable too.
Second, grocery shopping. Oh yeah.....I forgot to do it! So we're living on tuna, mac and cheese, frozen meatballs and frost bitten waffles. YUM! Very nutritious. Another reason why I feel so wonderful about being me. My hubby does his best......he buys cookies, and mixed nuts and more cookies.
  Now comes the weekend, I'm thinking, finally some rest. Nope. Not this weekend. It's too beautiful outside, we all must go to the park. Scrounge up some lunch, find the cooler, some clean blankets would be nice         (because laundry hasn't been done either.) grab a book or two and  a football and we're off.
The park. Everyone is having a good time running and playing. Me? I want to sit on the blanket, read and or sleep. I'm tired. The baby is tired. So at this point we're both cranky. Nope. No rest today.
 By this time I'm thinking postpartum depression has finally hit. Whatever it is, I took two Prozacs. Pretty soon nothing will bother me.
 This brings me to today. It's starts to get dark and rainy out. The day and the emotions meet.
The child is feeling better and I'm still exhausted. The whole house needs some major TLC. Come to think of it, so do I.
  I'm jealous. Men don't seem to go through random roller coasters of hormone overflow like woman do. Have you ever overheard a group of men talking about their 'raging hormones'? No, I don't think so.
Think about it, men have testosterone levels that remain, well, level. It may be a high level, the Alpha Dog, or not so high level like Pinocchio. "I'm a real boy!"
But either way, I doubt it fluctuates as much as woman's hormones.


So I pout. Sulk. I sit and hope to feel better, all the while thinking of more things to make myself feel more and more depressed. I'm over weight and short. My left arm hurts, could it be I'm having a heart attack? Just add that to the list. Gee thanks.
Like I said earlier....there are medications for all sorts of hormonal issues. For one, Prozac. If that doesn't work, fain a headache, sniffle a bit and sneeze a couple of times. Then take two NyQuil with a glass of Shiraz.


Tomorrow is another day.