Thank Goodness for My Period!

OK. I'm posting 3 times in a row, but I also didn't post for weeks so, with me, all or nothin I guess.
I've been bad at charting my periods this year and so am pleasantly surprised each time - and not because it signals a lack of pregnancy as you would probably suspect.
Once in a while (once a month, I suppose :) ) I find myself having a few really bad days. Nothing has necessarily gone wrong, but I just find everything so annoying: driving in the city, parking a large van, the line at the grocery store, my poor sweet children. Yesterday all the older kids of the communtity were really getting on my nerves. I was watchin one boy who kept disobeying and I sat him on the couch and really let him have it! He went back outside and I cracked a beer - which of course led to yesterdays' beer belly blog. Soon after I went to the bathroom and found I had started my period. "OH thank goodness", I thought, "I'm not just turning into a royal bitch!"
I thought about it and it's definately a pattern. I get to feeling like marriage is just really hard and Brant probably doesn't even love me. The next day I start my period. I cry in bed as I'm falling asleep because I feel I am probably doing a very shitty job parenting. The next day I start my period. I can think of countless examples, and so I suppose I should chart better and then know not to trust one ounce of feeling for those 3-4 days each month.
Anyway - Yeah Period! I'm not just a bitch!