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6 Things About Menopause That Make Me Crazy

Marcia Kester Doyle is one of the funniest women we know, even with her menopausal madness. Enjoy her list of six things about menopause that make her crazy. Read more from Marcia on her blog, Menopausal Mother

Before going through menopause, I was a very tolerant person.

menopause-makes-me-crazy   But somewhere between screaming like a wild Banshee in the delivery room, to my first hot flash, I became less tolerant. It didn’t happen all at once, but gradually, like the leaves in New England; I went from vibrant green to crusty brown. In my youth, I never understood the impatience and general crankiness of elderly people. Now the I’m a mid-lifer, I have a license to be cantankerous. It doesn’t take much to spark my temper or tap dance on my last, sane nerve. For instance:

1. It never used to bother me when people bought the newest gadget on the market.

Back in the dinosaur days, that included microwaves, cordless phones and cassette tape players. Today, everyone HAS to own the latest technological wonder: iPhone, iPad….iBidet and i-Don’t-Care.

2. I have also become increasingly jealous annoyed by people who feel compelled to update me daily on their latest exercise regimen/diet plan.

I’m standing in line at the bakery and they’re all like, “Wow, I just lost 5 pounds!” and I’m thinking, “Butter cream or chocolate mocha frosting on those cupcakes?”

3. And what’s up with the fickle bladder in middle age?

I used to be like a camel that could store fluids for days…but now this camel needs a colostomy bag.

4. I don’t have time for people with Type-A personalities.

When I was younger, I was accused of being one; I admired those powerful, aggressive people fighting for a cause. Now their passion exhausts me and I just don’t have patience for their soapbox drama. I’d rather be playing corn hole with a tribe of meerkats.

5. When I’m feeling particularly grumpy, the last thing I want to hear is how great your expensive, African safari was, how awesome your kid is at underwater basket weaving and how excited you are for buying that lucky, five million dollar lottery ticket.

Unless you’re feeling charitable enough to pay off my mortgage, I really don’t want to know how the planets aligned perfectly for you while I’m stuck in the crossfire of a meteor shower.

6. What disturbs me more than anything is menopausal fatigue.

I used to be like the Energizer Bunny. I could simultaneously flip a pancake, nurse a baby, donate $100 to the penguin tuxedo fund and practice my Irish Riverdancing steps, all within five minutes. Now I’m yawning at 10:30 a.m. (and this is after two cups of coffee strong enough to invigorate the dead). All I want to do is hibernate under a quilt until somebody rings the dinner bell. I WAKE FOR STEAK! I’ve hit my 50’s like the last person in a bounce house stuck in the corner crack with no one there to pull me out. But never fear, this middle-aged mama will persevere.

Marcia Kester Doyle

Marcia Kester Doyle is the author of the humor book, Who Stole My Spandex? Life In The Hot Flash Lane, and the voice behind the midlife blog, Menopausal Mother. Her work has appeared in The Washington Post, Cosmopolitan, Good Housekeeping, Woman's Day, Country Living, House Beautiful, The Huffington Post, Bonbon Break, Purple Clover, and Scary Mommy, among others. Marcia lives in sunny south Florida with her husband, four children, one feisty granddaughter and three chunky pugs.

Marcia Kester Doyle

Marcia Kester Doyle is the author of the humor book, Who Stole My Spandex? Life In The Hot Flash Lane, and the voice behind the midlife blog, Menopausal Mother. Her work has appeared in The Washington Post, Cosmopolitan, Good Housekeeping, Woman's Day, Country Living, House Beautiful, The Huffington Post, Bonbon Break, Purple Clover, and Scary Mommy, among others. Marcia lives in sunny south Florida with her husband, four children, one feisty granddaughter and three chunky pugs.

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Mis Anthropy

Wednesday 11th of June 2014

You mean 10:30 am, right? Stuck in the bouncy house corner? I'll pull ya out. We gotta zoo to run!

Marcia @Menopausal Mother

Wednesday 11th of June 2014

You bet we do! We've got some animals to start hoarding!

Diane

Wednesday 11th of June 2014

I'm stuck in that bounce house crack! But that's okay. Wake me when the steak's done. zzzzzz......

Marcia @Menopausal Mother

Wednesday 11th of June 2014

Mmmmmmm…..steak…….

Marcia @ Menopausal Mother

Tuesday 10th of June 2014

Is that image kind of like an annoying ear worm that won't go away? LOL thanks for stopping by, Gary!

Gary Sidley

Tuesday 10th of June 2014

You've left me with that wonderful image of you nursing a baby, Riverdancing, flipping pancakes while donating to the penguins. Also, love your poetic last line.

Dana

Tuesday 10th of June 2014

Too funny! I gotta say, I'm not looking forward to menopause (and neither is my husband). I've got the short fuse thing already!

Marcia @ Menopausal Mother

Tuesday 10th of June 2014

Uh-oh…better warn you husband that fuse is gonna get a whole lot shorter soon….

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