It's struck. The PMS that starts 5 days before Cycle Day 1, then lingers for a few. Blessedly, I have not bitten any heads off this month. I've been trying really hard. I've also been so busy with moving and houseguests, that I kind of forgot it was coming. Maybe that helped. Maybe anticipation makes it worse. Or maybe it was just all the therapeutic shopping I did with my mom while she was here. Oh, that was fun!
What I have been is ... weepy. Holy moly. Last night at Ward Choir we started "Consider the Lilies of the Field." I couldn't vocalize, I was so weepy. And those who know me, know that vocalizing is what I really love to do. But the "sweet tender children who must suffer on this earth?" Oh my goodness. That's not the thing for a mom who wants more babies and can't afford another adoption yet but persists in looking at orphanage pictures online.
I never said I was smart.