That’s right – I’m back in the game, of pajamas that is. For the last 10 years, I have yearned to wrap myself in the soft, comfort of flannel pajamas: lovely, long nightgowns, but even better – cozy “jammies”: with tops and bottoms that shield me not only from cold winter nights but also from wiles and worries of the world.
Here’s the deal – MENOPAUSE. During this peri and actual menopause of mine, flannel, and actually PJs of any material were out of the question. If they went on, they came off – almost instantaneously. With them I suffered the fevers of dissipating hormones, without them I had the cooling breeze of a fan blowing directly on my skin, even in the middle of winter. Without won, for obvious reasons.
I decided to give it a try this winter, and I CAN WEAR MY COZY, COMFY FLANNELS ONCE AGAIN!! I can pull the covers up to my chin, quilt and all, and not a drop of sweat to be found anywhere.
This is what it means to be a woman who ROARS! (about her flannel pajamas and other assorted post-menopausal discoveries!)