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My peculiar twin.

I've been so anti-social lately. It's weird. I'm in a odd kind of funk, that I haven't experienced before. Not only am I being a homebody, but I'm also craving sugar galore, I'm cranky and extremely tired - mixed in with intense headaches. Oh body-of-mine, why do you hate me so?

I'm hoping this will pass soon, as I really don't care for this introverted person who can think of nothing else but frosted cupcakes, jello salad (you know, the kind that looks disgusting, but tastes pretty darn good, the kind that's made with fluffy cool whip and marshmallows -you can judge me, I don't care)...oh, and chocolate caramel crack(ers) - lol. Last night was crazy. I made dinner, ate my usual portion, cleaned up the kitchen and found myself "starving". I snacked throughout the night on both healthy and non healthy items, trying to appease my cravings, but nothing worked, I just wanted more. It kind of scared me that my body could attack me that way. I started having visions of a plump Jessica who I could barely recognize because she was stuffing her face with food. That vision should have been enough to hold me back from one more rice krispy treat or the bowl of cookies 'n cream ice cream, but it wasn't.

So yeah. The being tired has thrown me for a loop too. I thought that I was just tired from our to trip to Duluth on Thursday, but it's been almost a week and I have yet to recover. I should probably stop blaming it on that now. The headaches that pop up wear me out too, so I guess I could blame it on them. I need to start doing traction more. I need to!

I can't really explain the anti-social part either. I've never been like this. I'm always the one who wants to be out and about and wants to be surrounded by friends and family. It's not like I'm curled up here at home with the lights down low and hiding from anyone who comes my way. It's just that I don't have any desire to be...social. I have to go out shopping tonight when Peter gets home to get diapers and I'm actually dreading that trip. I usually love getting out of the apartment and shopping (even if it is for only diapers). Maybe the sermon on Sunday jinxed me. It was pretty much about our society becoming loners. Doing everything by themselves, shopping, eating, watching tv, etc. He referenced a book by Robert Putnam Bowling Alone: The Collapse and Revival of American Community. I remember hearing the sermon and thinking, I'm glad I'm not like that - sounds depressing. Um, yeah. It is.

Don't be alarmed my dear readers, I'm sure that this will pass - it has too! I'm sure it's just an hormonal imbalance and within a couple of days I'll be back to my old peppy self. yay. haha, seriously, it's funny when you think you know your body or self so well and then everything turns topsy-turvy and you have no idea who that person is staring back at you in the mirror. It's kind of creepy. You can feel bad for my husband, I give you permission. Poor guy is just as confused as I am. Sigh.

P.S.
No, I am not pregnant.

Comments

  1. Lol, I totally thought of the pregnancy thing right away. Don't you sometimes think it's an exhaustion thing? I used to be way more social before becoming a mom. It's like, if I have some free moments, I want to just enjoy them in peace. I've gotten horrible about reaching out to new people especially. Thanks for your honesty, I can totally relate.

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  2. I know, right? All of the symptoms point to pregnancy...but I'm not.

    I really do think it's an exhaustion issue. It makes sense. I'm trying to lay low today and to drink plenty of water...hopefully the combination of the two will get me back to normal sooner then later. Thanks for taking the time to comment - you're a blessing from far away.:)

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  3. And to think I was going to ask you to do something this week. :P

    Sorry you're feeling crummy... maybe you need to get more exercise? I start feeling like you described when I just laze around. (and that's the end of my unsolicited advice. Although I will say I'm disappointed you're not pregnant. haha)

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  4. lol, Rosanna. We can still get together (I miss you and want to hear all about your week) - I'm just not craving social activities as much as I normally would. I *am* actually doing much better since I posted yesterday. I think it was a combination of being both exhausted and a little dehydrated. Both of which I've been working on. I probably do need to exercise more...just the thought of that wears me out though - lol. But I know what you're saying. Thanks for the helpful tips...and sorry to disappoint on the pregnancy thing. ;)

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