Not just the weather
Apr. 21st, 2011 09:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beelikejThis morning I sat down to calculate and I figured out my period is over a week late! This has never ever happened in all of my 25 odd years of dealing with this ovulating-business. WHAT THE FUCK. I guess this is why I've been so uncomfortable with my body and why I've been feeling so very unhappy these past few days. I suspect it just skipped a month, but could it possibly be the start of menopause? I don't really mind, but it would be nice to get a memo or some sort of timeline, so I am prepared and not feel so out of touch with my body.
Speaking of that; those of you who have been following this journal for a while may remember my issues with the bra in the last couple of years. I'm proud to say I now feel secure enough to venture out in the clothes-department and I am experimenting with shirts which are a little more low cut than regular T-shirts. It's probably not noticable for most people, but *whispers* I've got some cleavage showing. Eeep.
Besides trying to deal with being aware of my breasts all the time this also caused another problem... it took me three days to realise I had to button up my blouse to avoid getting crumbs in my cleavage at lunchtime. Live and learn.
Ironic, isn't it, that now I'm finally accepting myself as a woman, the one thing that defined that status to me all these years seems to be fading itself out. Huh.
Speaking of that; those of you who have been following this journal for a while may remember my issues with the bra in the last couple of years. I'm proud to say I now feel secure enough to venture out in the clothes-department and I am experimenting with shirts which are a little more low cut than regular T-shirts. It's probably not noticable for most people, but *whispers* I've got some cleavage showing. Eeep.
Besides trying to deal with being aware of my breasts all the time this also caused another problem... it took me three days to realise I had to button up my blouse to avoid getting crumbs in my cleavage at lunchtime. Live and learn.
Ironic, isn't it, that now I'm finally accepting myself as a woman, the one thing that defined that status to me all these years seems to be fading itself out. Huh.