IUD's

That's right, IUD, can't quite think about what the I, U and D stand for at the moment, but it's the pill's alternative. On Saturday, Lisa asked me if my IUD did anything weird to me. Um, no...I don't think so. I love it, it takes the period away, and who wouldn't love that right?

* I just realized men probably don't want to read this one, but oh well!

I asked her what she meant, and she asked about moodiness, hormone imbalance, bloating...

* I just realized maybe Lisa doesn't want to read this either, or doesn't want other's reading it...can I say sorry in advance?

Anyway, I told her that I noticed bloating, but I would rather be bloated than bleeding, so it was a fair trade. Besides, take a midol and that pretty much goes away. She said that she notices that she is more emotional and edgy, not to mention bloated, etc. So keep that in mind as I go on, that is what has been on MY MIND, am I more emotional and edgy too? And is it related to the IUD or not?

So, Sunday comes, one of the little girls in Primary gives the CUTEST PRAYER EVER! All by herself, and it makes me cry. But then, it made one other lady cry too, so maybe it was just a cute prayer, (or maybe she has an IUD too?) Then, the kids sing really cute, and I cry. Then, the sharing time, I cried again. Keep in mind, it isn't my turn for sharing time. I cried at someone else's sharing time presentation. Oh yeah, I forgot about Sacrament meeting when the young women sang. Sher starts playing the piano, and I feel a knot in my throat.

So, you get the picture I cried A LOT on Sunday.

Then, today, trying to get Spencer to go to school. I wanted to cry because he doesn't like it, I wanted to wring his neck for not being cooperative, and I wanted to laugh because who knows why? (Or, why not? Every other emotion is going on). So, I go through the empathy stage where I was saying things like, "I'm coming in an hour and a half, if you still have a tummy ache, you can come home." Or, "I know you will have some work to make up, but I'll sit with you after school while you get it done." Or "I already have your clothes on your bed for you, you don't even have to decide what to wear." To, "Ok, stay home, but you have to stay in bed all day... You can't play video games... After school when your friends call you to play, you won't be able to..." To, "Spencer you have ten minutes to get out the door. You can either hurry and get dressed in your clothes, or I am sending you out the door with your jammies on (I wish I would have stopped there because that would have been so love and logic of me, but I didn't, I went on to add) and that would be embarrassing because then everyone at school would know that you wear a pull-up to bed." Of course, I am (kind of) yelling at this point because I can't get a grip on myself.

* He did make it out in time for the bus - in clothes! Good choice him!

Then when I got to his school, I got there a few minutes early and his class was still out to recess, so I dropped by Melissa's class to take a book that I saw she had left at home, and she was at the library, so I took a minute to talk to her teacher. Just talking to her teacher made me tear up. Then, I go to Spencer's class and he says, "Mom, I'm so glad you made me come to school today." Again, tears! And no, it doesn't end there!

Oh, and I forgot that I bumped my head dropping Jenna off for preschool, and I seriously wanted to cry about that too! Come on!

Back to the school, I was in the office checking out, and two kids who had bumped into each other were in the office and that made me tear up. Then Jayden was so excited to see me, then I saw Levier's scrapbook he's doing for Amanda... WHAT IS THE DEAL! And no, I am not pregnant! This has happened before, yeah, like once a month! Which brings me back to my original thought... it's the IUD. And maybe this happens once a month. Not in conjunction with the bloating because that is not right now, but maybe when it is like a different time of the month, but monthly, maybe it is part of my new IUD cycle? What do you think? I'm just sayin'.