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So I'm not the most regular blogger. Mostly, I was waiting until I had something new to report.

The past two months, my periods haven't been all that bad. (Except for the fact that they coincided with Thanksgiving and Christmas, that is.) Pain, yeah. Bloating, pimples, moodiness. The usual.

This month, though, is going to be interesting. I'm not supposed to start until next weekend (so, realistically, January 19). And I've already put on 8 lbs of water weight -- I'm in the big-girl bra right now. Taking pain pills. Dealing with wonky skin. Can't say much to the moodiness, because I quit smoking this week (three days on the lozenges, then cold turkey) -- I'm moody anyway. But basically I've got mega PMS a full week ahead of schedule. And these things usually get progressively worse until I start. I'll report back if anything weird happens, but I anticipate your garden variety (for me) crappy period. Nothing unusual.

Until next month, that is. January 16 is my last day on the pill. I'll have to keep closer tabs on things then, since I won't have a pill pack to tell me when I'm (possibly) going to start. I'm a bit more in tune with my body than I was 10 years ago, though, so it shouldn't be too much of a hassle. (The tracking, not the periods themselves. This is my uterus we're talking about, after all.)

More to come...