Breaking Through

In fact, a master plan: How to reinvent myself in 45 days. I’m a mother of 2 and a wife to a caring husband. We live in the UK in a house that we spent a lot of time and money on to look just as we wanted. So I have everything that people regard as important to be happy. Although I feel happy I think that there is a part of me missing and I’m desperate to find out what it is. So here is a woman trying to reinvent herself at the age of 44. Furthermore, a woman seeking her real identity.For a long time, I tried to find a way to accommodate my personal life, motherhood and return to my career, but I found it so complicated that, in the end, I decided to be a just a full time mum. Being a mother is a complex role. It gives you pleasure, but- God, it’s hard work! At first, I didn’t cope very well,but after my second child was born, I realised how important my role as a mother was, so I felt happy to be helping my children to grow into confident individuals. This crisis I’ve overcome. The mother in me is happy. I just need to sort out the woman and the professional.The question is: How to reinvent myself? I have no clue , but I’ll try every possibility on the next 45 days.

Saturday 16 April 2011

Day 29 - PMS is killing me softly

Every month something very peculiar happens and I never find a way to prevent it. It all starts with me putting some weight on overnight. Then I get a little bit irritable. On these days a compliment can be easily confused with an insult. My husband doesn’t seem to learn either:
-         Good morning, darling-  he says
-         Morning – I reply.  But I think : I don’t see any good in this grey morning!
-         What are you doing today?  Anything exciting?
-         No.
-         Are you meeting anyone?
-         No
By question number three I stop answering. He then tries to make me laugh. He walks towards the dishwasher, opens the door and says:
-Good morning,  dishwasher? How are you today? -That only irritates me more.
What happens to men on those days? They keep asking stupid question.
On those days it is better not to say a thing. Just ignore me, please.
He keeps trying to cheer me up. All I need .
-         What has happened ? You seem a bit stressed.
Exhausted of not speaking to him  and  trying to convince myself and  the whole world, I shout:
I AM NOT STRESSED!!!!!!
If women are really from Venus, why don’t men go to Mars for that particular week ?
Posted by I'm Julia, a woman with a plan at 16:34

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