Let’s do it! My experience with periods

Time to talk periods

Hello my Phat friends! Glad to have you back and if this is your first time visiting then welcome to my blog.  Today’s post is about something extremely natural that a lot of people find “icky” and refuse to talk about it. Today’s post is about “the elmo”, “your rag” , “your flow” “your period aka menstrual cycle”.  So for people who get disgusted easily this post is about uterus blood. Take that as you will.

Okay, so it’s no secret that heavier people tend to have heavier menstrual cycles. Let’s face it, you cant be this fabulous without having a curse every now and again.

This is just ridiculous!

I’d like to talk about how ridiculous  pad sizes have become. I honestly don’t know who they make these for. I have the cycle from Hell so naturally I bought heavy pads, they were tiny.

The average woman is a size 14, so if they are not making pads for the “average woman” just who are they making them for? Before someone points it out I also realize that not just women have periods, it also includes members of the trans community, non binary, gender fluid and those who do not gender identify.

When did it all start?

I started my period very young, I was 9. Yes, it sucked. I remember running to and from the house to the bathroom because I didn’t know why this was happening. I wasn’t scared or grossed out, just mostly confused.

I didn’t learn till a year later what it was…. ya, I hid that fucker for a year. Thinking about that now it seems pretty nuts.

I would get severe cramping and back pain. It was horrible.

I always loved the commercials they had for menstrual products. It would have some woman running through a feild a flowers because apparently that’s what people who are on their period do.

Or how they always wear white bottoms, whether it’s a skirt, pants or shorts.  I steer clear of white clothes on a regular day, I most definitely will NOT wear white bottoms while on my period.

Yes, this really happened

So to build on the above paragraphs I have always had a very heavy menstrual cycle. In grade 5 (on picture day I might add) I stupidly thought it would be a fantastic idea to wear all white.  Yes, I had my period, and to make things worse I never noticed.

Just to paint a picture here, white jeans, blood all over the ass, and obviously the front. At that time I did not willingly use public restrooms (unless it was a emergency), so naturally not having peed all day I never noticed that my white jeans were covered in blood.

It actually was not brought to my attention till after school. Yep…….. I went all day with blood soaked white jeans.

Naturally the jeans didn’t survive and were thrown out and I never made the mistake of wearing white jeans ever again!

Let me know down in the comments if you have any cringe worthy period stories. If you enjoy my content don’t forget to subscribe  🙂

 

Till next time

Tanya  xoxo

Things no one tells you about becoming fat

Hello everyone! And welcome to my little space on the internet. For me blog post ideas just randomly pop into my head at very inconvenient times, like when I’m sleeping in the middle of the night, or better yet, when I’m at work.

I work in a very high security building so no cell phones allowed. Most of the time when I leave work I have forgotten my idea. Lol. But that’s my life!

Today I thought I would go over some of the things that no one tells you about becoming fat. (Yes, here in my little space on the internet the word “fat” is used).

One of the first things I noticed when I had to start buying plus size clothing was how ugly it was! This was 2007 so yes, fashion has moved forward abit. But that being said a lot of plus size clothing is ill fitted (seriously, why do designers think we want to wear a tent?). Or it came in ugly colors. Beige…. just beige. Ya, no!. Or how long the shirts were.

I use the term “shirts” loosely because these seriously could have been dresses. I’m not sure why some clothing designers think that just because you have body fat, you want to hide your body. I don’t know about you guys but I prefer my clothing to actually fit me. Just like how you wouldn’t wear a LG if you were a SM.

I didn’t realize how much more plus size clothing cost. Even if you are only going up one size, once you hit the “plus size section” clothing always costs more.

Just a little pet peeve here, seeing cute clothes in regular sizes but not in plus size. This has always bugged me. I don’t understand why once you are bigger than a XL (LG in some cases) your clothing choices become minimal.

I wasn’t prepared for the looks I would get in restaurants for ordering something that was not a salad. You just know what the server is thinking if you choose to order dessert. “OMG, she’s eating dessert?”

Or, the judgement from family members. I have been told quite a few times things such as “do you know how many calories are in that?”. Or random questions such as “how much soda do you drink a day” As I have my first one all week. Questions my trim sister would never get.

Another clothing related thing I noticed was how much it hurts to wear heels. (Weight distribution and all that jazz).

Sweating, that’s fun. I tend to get low blood sugar quite a lot so I am basically always sweating to some degree. It’s gross. (I have hypoglycemia, NOT diabetes). I’ve had low blood sugar issues for quite a few years.

Periods. I have always had horrible cycles, but once I gained weight it became so much worse. Think Niagara Falls. (Sorry for the mental image there).

On the note of menstruation, feminine hygiene products. The bigger the product (be it pads or tampons) the less you get in a box and the more expensive it is.

For buying feminine hygiene products I highly suggest getting them from a bulk foods store (like Costco if you are in Canada). I know different countries have different bulk stores to shop at.

My only issue with getting products there is the lack of selection. A lot of the time they just tend to just have “regular” in size. Seriously, who are those made for? They are tiny!.

Well that’s enough of me jabbering. Till next time 🙂

Xoxo Tanya