Having a baby must have really sucked the life out of my brain because for some STUPID reason I decided to try coming off of Lexapro. Well, let me tell you my friends, even at the smallest dosage it was like coming off of heroin (I imagine). I noticed it the first day. I got a severe headache, super dizzy, and by day two I was ready to choke the lady at the grocery store. Oddly enough, little Roo didn't phase me with his set of cranky pants that he decided to put on yesterday. I blame this on the three days of Nana time while I was "instructed" not to left anything heavy. That woman has SPOILED my baby.
If Cpt J says one more time, "honey, I think you are still suffering from some postpartum," I am going to show him who has postpartum. I always imagine postpartum as wanting to drown your child, isolating yourself from you child, etc.... Apparently, my PP is never brushing my golden locks, occasionally brushing my teeth, wearing deoderant when I remember and eating something off a plate with a knife and fork. Not to minimize PP, it really is a severe illness for some... I just think J has found a word he likes to say (insert a grown man going lalalalalala, you have PP, lalalalala). Hopefully he will lose that one from his vocabulary like he lost the word "dude."
Cpt J's wife needs a girls night out