I’m craving downtime. September has been a bit insane as far as my family’s schedule. I want to jump off of this roller coaster, but it’s not happening.
Since I last posted, we celebrated Piers’ 7th birthday, went to Atlanta for the weekend, hosted a going away party for Maeve from Fiji, who happens to be one of my best friends and now she’s moving to California. The party was fun but hectic and after spending last weekend getting my house together and making food and entertaining and all that, I am beat. I also don’t want Maeve to leave, but I’m doing my best to summon my inner Buddha and practice detachment. They’re leaving; I’m sad, but it’s beyond my control. I’m so grateful for the time I’ve had with Maeve, but we will miss her and her family terribly.
This coming weekend we’re going back to Atlanta for Allie’s wedding. I’m tired just thinking about it.
I also need to pay some bills and do some organizing.
AND…as if planning and packing and unpacking and all that isn’t enough, I’m trying to get my resume together. A job was recently posted and if it works out, it might be just what I need. It’s in the mental health field, but it’s more networking and advocating with a little teaching and curriculum development. Honestly, I’m terrified that it’s too good to be true. If I could have written this job description, this is what I would have written.
Then WHY am I terrified and doing everything in my power to talk myself out of something that could be wonderful?
Because that’s what I damn do. I have this sickening, self-defeating, inner dialogue.
It’s more than I can handle. With Gil working out of town, I’m the only one available if the kids get sick. Rumor has it that the director is unstable and difficult — I’m trying to stay away from drama. This could be bad. I can’t get everything together working from home; how can I expect to do it with a demanding job.
On and on and on. I just have to do it. I have to put my resume together and apply. If it’s truly the right fit, I’ll have an opportunity to find out. If I don’t get it, it’s okay, but I have to try.
Remember this post? Well, I haven’t been doing much photography. I did get a cool iPad app that I’ve been goofing around with, which worked well since I had an iTunes gift card that I needed to use. It’s called Master Your DSLR Camera by Betterbook. I think it was around $5 — well worth it in my opinion. I’ll let you know what I think once I’ve played with it more.
What else. Warning, Warning. Possible TMI ahead. Do not proceed if you have problems hearing about periods.
You’ve been warned.
I bought a Diva Cup and I’m using it. I’m working out a few kinks, but overall it’s good.
I can tell this is going to require it’s own post, but mostly this stemmed from major anxiety and a little curiosity on the side. Last week I was casually scrolling through Facebook when I saw a horribly sad story about a fourteen-year-old dying from toxic shock syndrome after using a tampon.
My midwife, otherwise known by Gil — lovingly of course, as my hippy, witch doctor, suggested the Diva Cup to me a few years ago, but I procrastinated. Gil can knock these women all he wants, but I’ve found that they are often on the cutting edge and recognize trends in medicine before anyone else. She had been recommending that her patients stop using tampons with bleach for a while, but the unbleached ones are expensive and hard to find. The article I linked goes into the whys a bit. I had been having rough periods with cramps for the past few years, and interestingly enough, my cramps are substantially better this go-around. Who knows. I’ve also quit coffee and started back on good vitamins — I’m guessing that helped, too.
I’ve also been reading ferociously. I’ll have to tell you about that in my next post. This post needs to take an Adderall — random is an extreme understatement. Thanks for reading if you’ve made it this far.
How has your September been? Thoughts on the Diva Cup? Experiences you’d like to share?
10 thoughts on “September Randomness: Goodbyes, Job Possibilities, and an Alternative Menstrual Device”
As I am years into menopause, I had no idea what a diva cup was. And now that I do, I am thinking, “Now isn’t that something.” Good luck with your cup and your resume. Worst case? Doesn’t work out. Best case. You have a job that suits you perfectly. YEAH!
Feel free to give me hell about the Diva Cup — it’s rather bizarre, but overall the experience was um…positive I suppose. Still working or rather procrastinating on the resume but it’s in the works. We shall see what happens.
Got me. Now I have to look up a Diva Cup. McDonalds??? How could you?? HAHAHA! They have playgrounds for God sake. My second child, I asked for pain drugs after my cesarean. The nurse said you won’t be able to breast feed for four hours… And I said, “We’re going to mix breast milk and formula from the get go anyway.” And he turned out fine. 🙂 Of course mommying is a competition!! 🙂 I kid.
AHHH!! I answered this in my head but forgot to actually type it out. I was going to prepare you for your Diva Cup research. Obviously you survived your findings and are most likely thanking your lucky stars that you’ve gone through menopause. I mean, it’s a cool thing for what it is, but really, I don’t know anyone who gets excited about shoving a cup up there.
Ha!! Yeah I’m looking forward to the day my reproductive system is closed for business. Thanks for the kind words!
I think this was a lovely post! Who cares if it’s all over the place. It’s all you and that’s enough.
Diva cup? We called that a diaphragm back in the day! LOL It did double duty as a diva cup and contraception!
Anyway – haven’t had to worry about that in almost 4 years. I did the happy dance in the gyn’s office when I was proclaimed post menopausal and haven’t looked back since!
Take care of yourself – you’re going about 100 miles an hour!
Diva (and other brand) cup user for over 5 years now. Absolutely LOVE it and will never EVER go back to the other alternatives. Welcome to the hippy-dippy community! We have brownies, too. 😉
I can’t believe I’ve waited this long to try it. I’m usually all over the hippy train — brownies and all! 🙂 Glad to know you like it. That gets high marks in my book!
I’ve used a diva cup for almost 6 years now and LOVE it. I will never go back to pads and tampons! It also helps me with my horrid cramps.
Seriously, that’s so good to hear! I can’t believe I’ve waited so long to try it. Since I posted this, I’ve been looking around and have found several testimonies from folks whose cramps went away completely since switching to the Diva Cup. Thanks for sharing!
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