Blogging my period: Day 3

CONTENT WARNING: PERIODS. Obv. There Will Be Blood. And possibly other things that you might not particularly want to read about. In which case, my advice is: don't read it. And if you do read it, and come across something you don't like, don't come crying to me about how you read something you didn't want to read even though I very clearly warned you you would read about if you continued reading.

Still on Period Watch. I actually thought it might be coming last night, not long after I wrote yesterday's post, as I had a bit more of a show, but then there's been nothing since then. I also thought I was starting to get some pain, which is usually a sure sign that's it's properly on its way, but I think it was just because I ate a brioche just before I went to bed. It's pretty annoying, this waiting phase. I wish there was some regularity about it too - sometimes it's half a day, sometimes it's days and days. I'm pretty sure this didn't used to happen. Before I had children, I was on the pill for years, so my periods were very regular, but even before that, and after I had my children and refused to go on hormonal contraceptives ever again because they made me crazy (a story for another day), I don't remember my periods starting like this. It was just like one minute I wasn't bleeding, and the next minute I was. Clear-cut and simple, albeit really massively inconvenient if you weren't expecting it and were somewhere like the queue for a ride at Alton Towers at the time, and you ended up clenching and hoping until you could find a loo and some change for the tampon machine. I think this whole few days of something-and-nothingness has actually only started in the last couple of years, which just goes to show that even after two decades of menstruating, you're still not allowed to relax and know completely what's going on. Bah.

Still, I don't want to cry, kill anyone, or sleep for a million years today, so on balance I think I'm winning.