Apparently I’ve Been in Perimenopause This Whole Time

And now? I’m in menopause. At 46. Cute, right? This blog is not becoming all menopause, all the time.

I’m still planning parties, organizing chaos, parenting with one eye open, and plotting business ideas in parking lots. That’s not changing.

But now I’m adding this to the mix. So yes, there will still be travel tips, Amazon finds, and packing lists.

But there will also be hormone spirals, middle-of-the-night Google searches, and very real talk about what it means to be in menopause at 46.

Because the truth is… I didn’t see it coming. I used to think menopause was something that showed up in your 50’s. I figured I had time. Years, even.

For the last couple years, I blamed everything on stress. Mood swings? Must be the calendar. Crying in carline? Probably tired. Rage? PMS. I figured I just needed more magnesium, a better planner, and maybe a nap.

Turns out… it was my hormones trying to burn the whole house down. Quietly. And then not-so-quietly.

Here’s what no one told me:

• Perimenopause doesn’t ask for permission.

• It can start in your late 30s or early 40s.

• And it doesn’t always show up as hot flashes.

Sometimes it’s just random tears, rage over a sock, or that foggy “why did I come into this room” moment on repeat.

But I didn’t connect the dots. I just pushed through like most women I know do; managing kids, work, a marriage, a house, and a to-do list that doesn’t care about your estrogen levels.

So now what?

Now I’m learning. Adjusting. Laughing. Sweating.

And sharing it, because maybe you’re here too; wondering why your body feels different, your patience is shorter, and your snacks are closer.

I’m not here to give medical advice. I’m just here to say: if something feels off, you’re not crazy. You might just be early. And that’s okay.

This is the beginning of my menopause journey where you feel like five versions of yourself in one day and none of them remember why they walked into the kitchen.

If you’re in it too, or think you might be… welcome.

We’re not broken.

We’re evolving.

And we’re doing it while still running the damn show.