Yesterday, both Pari and I were going through a terrible back ache. I was at the kitchen counter, when she came downstairs and stood behind me. I was telling Avie (my hubby) this time my back ache is acute. Immediately, Pari said, “mamma, mine too.” I asked, why Pari, you didn’t sleep well last night.” She replied, “no, I got my periods a while back.” It was the first day of our moon cycle. It was the first time, ever since Pari got her periods (nearly nine months back), that we both started bleeding within an hour of each other. And, I sighed in my heart and thought, if only we would have made these diet changes earlier on, she wouldn’t have had to deal with the ordeals of menses at her age (she’s less than 12 now. Was 11 when she got her cycles).
Early menstruation, heavy bleeding, PCOS (polycystic ovarion syndrome), Acne.
This was my story of growing up. At age 11 as I got my periods, my radiant skin started becoming scarred with acne, plunging my self confidence down to pits. The abdominal cramps made me shiver and shriek. And the bleeding was so heavy, I would end up staining even after wearing a metre-long khadi towel folded up to form a huge bulge between my legs. It hampered normal activity, let alone playing, cycling or any other activity that a child at 11 would want to indulge in.
Growing up, I was also eating a milk-heavy diet – loads of ghee (clarified butter), curd, sweets made with condensed milk, a glass full of milk with ginger and a pinch of tea – morning and evening (we called it doodh chai or milk tea).
Now, what does my puberty problems have got to do with milk, eh, you might sneer?