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So since having children my monthly visit from the big M have been different to say the least. Last month I stood up from our cream snuggle seat to see I’d left a nice red patch, but when I’m not destroying furniture I have a full time job to attend to.

I was at work today, I popped upstairs for a drink in the canteen, I stopped to speak to some colleagues (note I work in a very male dominated environment and all of my colleagues are male) I then walked down the stairs and popped into the ladies to find all was not well and there was a huge

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stained massacre across the back of my LIGHT grey dress, yes ladies the nightmare had become a reality.

I had to walk, head held high, across the office and past reception, past some carefree chatting chaps, to the wrong side of my desk (to prevent me walking past more male colleagues), I grab my coat but it’s too short to cover anything as I’d opted for my rain coat today and not my usual long mac (bloody rain!!) I packed up explained nothing, said I need to leave and left like a mad woman trying to position my handbag as strategically as I

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could behind me. I immediately get my phone out (to share my embarrassment with my sister obviously) to see an email pop up,  I need to attend a project escalation call 30 mins later arrrghhhh I get home quicker than the speed of light but not quick enough, the meeting has been postponed by senior management because I am offline – I started this job 2 months ago.

I phone my husband to share my woes, he asks if I’m using different ‘things’ – no, no I am not. I think this is officially my worst nightmare come true so now it’s happened

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I’ll just put it down to experience and next time take a longer coat (& maybe buy some different ‘things’). Where’s the wine?!

 

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- 1 Mar 16

So since having children my monthly visit from the big M have been different to say the least. Last month I stood up from our cream snuggle seat to see I’d left a nice red patch, but when I’m not destroying furniture I have a full time job to attend to.

I was at work today, I popped upstairs for a drink in the canteen, I stopped to speak to some colleagues (note I work in a very male dominated environment and all of my colleagues are male) I then walked down the stairs and popped into the ladies to find all was not well and there was a huge stained massacre across the back of my LIGHT grey dress, yes ladies the nightmare had become a reality.

I had to walk, head held high, across the office and past reception, past some carefree chatting chaps, to the wrong side of my desk (to prevent me walking past more male colleagues), I grab my coat but it’s too short to cover anything as I’d opted for my rain coat today and not my usual long mac (bloody rain!!) I packed up explained nothing, said I need to leave and left like a mad woman trying to position my handbag as strategically as I could behind me. I immediately get my phone out (to share my embarrassment with my sister obviously) to see an email pop up,  I need to attend a project escalation call 30 mins later arrrghhhh I get home quicker than the speed of light but not quick enough, the meeting has been postponed by senior management because I am offline – I started this job 2 months ago.

I phone my husband to share my woes, he asks if I’m using different ‘things’ – no, no I am not. I think this is officially my worst nightmare come true so now it’s happened I’ll just put it down to experience and next time take a longer coat (& maybe buy some different ‘things’). Where’s the wine?!

 

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