I haven’t had my period since February 10, 2001. This date is etched in my mind along with the day I gave birth, both of those “special” days involving my marriage vows, and my daughter’s first day of pre-school. As well as less universal, but perhaps more traumatic events such as the night my boss …
No, this isn’t going to be about punctuation. Nor does it have anything to do with history. It’s about that other kind of period. The one that I was so excited about before it started. The one I couldn’t wait to get. I was practically hopping up and down, waiting for this undeniable sign of womanhood. I …
Denise Thomas resents having to hang out with “little friend” month after month, even though they’re no longer on good terms! Read more from Denise on her awesome blog. Over the course of my adult life, I’ll admit I spent a lot of time in bars, and loved almost every minute of it. Not so much these days, …
Marcia Kester Doyle from the blog Menopausal Mother remembers her first period, and her last period. Much like a house guest, you can miss them when they come, miss them when they’re gone, but hope they catch on fire and die during that middle part when they are all up in your business. I was the …
My mom painted this young lady falling off the roof, inspired by a recent conversation with her friends. During their high school and college days, in the forties and fifties, Mom said they felt oh so sophisticated confiding in one another: ”I fell off the roof.” Meaning: ”It’s that time of the month.” We wondered …
