I was re-reading my Flying on a Broom post (it feels so good to relive that night, what can I say) and something occurred to me. I mentioned in it three women and a dog. And “Maiden Mother Crone” popped into my head. We had a Maiden and we had a Mother but was I a Crone yet?
This week is special. My entire womanly life my periods have been regular with one exception. That one exception was the pregnancy with my son. I have always been regular like clockwork with or without the pill. Having had my tubes tied in 1992 I’ve been able to note that I really am regular as a Swiss clock.
Three years ago, I started peri-menopause. Hot flashes especially and from January through March I’d havea period every 10-14 days then back to normal. Last year I simply began having periods every three weeks. It’s one of the reasons I got my iron levels tested last week to make sure my exhaustion wasn’t related to anemia. Thankfully my numbers are fine. But still. A period every three weeks for over a year. Ghastly. The hot flashes had ceased and that was good. I don’t mind the being hot nearly as much as I do the fact that when I have a hot flash my brain disappears for about 5-10 minutes. Seriously can not think.
Until this month. It’s been 5 weeks. *5 WEEKS* Oh thank you Lady! It’s about time. And this week? The hot flashes are back in spades. As I said, I don’t mind them, I just notice them and fan myself a lot. I know 5 weeks is not menopause. But I have to say that I was dismayed that I was one whose cycles sped up instead of slowed down. It made me sad and impatient. It appears I am finally on the great slow down. WOOHOO!
I’m not really interested in menopause. I’m far more interested in menoSTOP. While I’ll have to watch my skin and keep hydrated and make sure my lady parts are happy I can deal. But no more horrible Oxycodone requiring cramps, no more hormone migraines, jeez, no more fuss and muss.
SO MOTE IT BE!!!!!
And there is it was, plain as day right in front of me. I am the Crone. We were truly the triumvirate on that dark Saturn night. The experience was so amazing I would venture to say that it was an initiation of sorts. I’ve had a few but this is the first one that was between me and the Gods alone that I recognized as such right away. I get to consider myself a sexy, juicy, CRONE. And this? Makes me just so frikking happy on so many levels I am fit to burst.