There are many things that make me grumpy, but one in particular quite pertinent to this time in my life. You see, I just had a baby 3 weeks ago. I gave birth to this baby completely drug free, despite the hospital setting. That's right...no pain killers. Not even an ibuprofen. (what's up!) I think it's fair to say I'm proud of this accomplishment...though immediately afterward I thought it may have been the dumbest thing I'd ever done. At any rate, the birth was painful, the recovery, also painful. Most people would expect as much.
Not, apparently, my sister. 2 weeks after giving birth my family came to visit and meet the baby. Which was great. But the first day they were here, as I was quietly breastfeeding the little one, my sister comes back to the room I'm in. Sits down ever so tenderly on the bed. Looks at me with a grimace and tells me with a slight groan...she has cramps.
Seriously? No, SERIOUSLY?
Yup, she has menstrual cramps and is expecting pity. Sympathy. Concern. And an ibuprofen. Could I get her one?
She wants all this from a women who just 2 weeks ago gave birth without any drugs. I found it rather difficult to be sympathetic and instead just felt rather grumpy. But I did get her an ibuprofen.