I recently posted in a mom Facebook group I’m a part of asking for help. I asked for date ideas. See, I lack the ability to plan time with my lover, not that I’m using… More
I made the decision to begin tracking my cycles using the Fertility Awareness Method and have been doing so since late February. I began my fourth chart yesterday, in other words, I started my fourth period while charting. I haven’t noticed any trends yet, but I know that it may take many charts before I understand my cycle or even get the hang of the differences between sticky, creamy, eggwhite, and watery cervical fluid, for example.
Amid all this learning about my menstrual cycle and how it relates to my body, I became very interested in the properties of menstrual
blood fluid. (I read the more accurate term is “fluid” since it “contains some blood, as well as cervical mucus, vaginal secretions, and endometrial tissue.”)
My interest in menstrual fluid subconsciously began when I met Jana Roemer at an Empowered Birth Project event I attended with Z Nugget over a year ago. Jana had shared that she poured her menstrual fluid in one of her plants. I found that amazing at the time, but never looked into it. Well, now I’m more than just looking into it. I decided to experiment with a tomato plant—her name is “Black Cherry”. Unfortunately, I didn’t think to buy two plants to have something to compare the menstrual-fluid-fertilized plant to, but that’s the process of experimentation. I know what to do different next time.
Before I forget to tell you what it is that I’m doing in my experiment…
I am collecting my menstrual fluid during my period. I use a menstrual cup (The Diva Cup), which makes the collecting easy. I store my fluid in a mason jar and refrigerate it until I’m done with my period. I then dilute the fluid with water (10:1 ratio) and hydrate my plant with my nutritious food. So far, I’ve only fertilized my plant once. Again, I unfortunately don’t have anything to compare my plant to, so my data is only perception. According to me, my plant had a growth spurt within two days after being fed.
Writing about this is making me realize I need to begin documenting data, otherwise it’s all speculation.
I won’t get into the details of how menstrual fluid serves as plant fertilizer in this post, but I’ll be sure to write about it later.
Through the help of this post, I transmit that I am no longer ashamed of bleeding every month. I look forward to it knowing that Black Cherry will have food to eat.
What is your perspective on what I shared? I’m interested in what you think.
After writing the post earlier, I felt some relief. I was able to reflect a little easier. Could I have been going through writer’s block? Anyways, the point that my reflection made to me was that I can’t expect to stay the same forever. I will continue evolving. I have to allow myself to continue growing. I need to get the heck out of my way. Does anyone else feel a negative way when your current interests get pushed out of the way by a new passion? I don’t understand why I’m forcing myself to stay when all I want to do is go.
If this resonates with you, I’m asking for your support because I’m trying to stop perceiving myself as an indecisive quitter. (Geesh, that sounds harsh now that I write it out.)
I’m writing in real time, and I mention it because I’m on the verge of accepting that I am not a high-paid lifestyle blogger, nor should I try and act or write like one. After writing that out, all I can think is, “Be your effing self, Jasmin!” Real time, for me, means finding a solution as I write. As I write, I hear my brain thinking slower, and I can analyze better, step out of my box of emotions, and see my options unfold.
My blog is in the process of evolving. I must accept this and embrace it.
Be expected to read about my journeys with:
- my menstrual cycle,
- my return to cycling (I hope!)
- figuring out who I am professionally
- minimalizing in real life and on social media
If you continue to follow me, I appreciate you. If you don’t, I understand and I appreciate the journeys you travelled with me.
Through the help of this post, I transmit that I am ready to get out of my way and allow myself to thrive once again.
May I ask you a question? I’m really hoping you comment because I’m interested in who you as a person, not only a reader. Why do you follow my blog? If you don’t, but liked this post, why did you like this post…or not? I don’t ask with the intent of receiving praise, but because I’m interested in you’re perspective. I want to learn about you, the person reading this. Not in a creepy way, but to expand my views. Honoring opposing perspectives and/or receiving supporting words from someone that can relate, I am finding, is food to my being.
I’m still here. I think about you often; however, I feel numb towards you and my “love” for writing. I think I’ve lost myself in motherhood. I always thought I’d never be one of those stay-at-home moms that only took care of their children. I always thought I’d be nothing but grateful for being able to see my children grow on a daily basis instead of only after I came home from my corporate job. Well, now I feel embarrassed because I’m eating my words. Although I do more than only take care of my Nuggets (plus my niece) and am grateful for all the time I get with them, I find myself with no desire to do anything else and with no idea of who I am.
Who am I? What do I like? What do I want to do with my life? These are questions that I ask myself often, but have not found a clear answer to.
I try to stay grounded. I attempt finding clarity through the things that used to bring me peace and answers, but my heart isn’t receiving the transmissions. I want to believe that I’m shedding and growing into new skin, but could it be my occasionally faulty mental health blurring my thoughts, numbing my feelings, and confusing my being? Whatever it may be, I hold on to the hope that it’s all for the best for me and my family.
I think the end to the “cheers” is here and the beginning to the transmissions has come. I need to figure myself out.
Through the help of this post, I transmit that my internal emotions are not aligned, nor have they ever been.