It's Sunday night I think. Crush of thoughts, crush of meds...Is this why God gave me brilliant children? So they could miss lots of school and not fall behind? So that in playing catch-up I wouldn't have to worry about them skipping grades? Whatevs yo. *shrugs* Sasha schooled me in prayer tonight. This is no joke, how it went down.
Enter me, eating a cookie still slightly warm even having just been put in the fridge. (yes, of course some weird everything-free experiment my mom is trying, involving blueberries, sunbutter and GF flours...)
Me: "Dear God, please heal us all so I don't have to kill anyone tomorrow. Amen"
Emily and Sasha: "Amen"
Sasha: "Dear God, thank you for this beautiful day, and please help Mommy to feel better and not have a migraine so she doesn't have to yell at us and do bad things all day. Please heal everyone and thank you for our dinner and our warm clothes. Thank you for me Sasha, Emily, Gwamma, and Mommy. Please help the people who don't know about you, to know about you. Amen.
Me and Emily: "Amen."
Schooled by my 5-yr-old in prayer. I guess I'm proud more than anything. And I go to bed this Sunday night knowing that we mostly got all our meds this week, and that's saying a lot, considering Emily's had 4 days so far of Abdominal migraine, and Sasha went from suspected croup to suspected whooping cough to just an upper respiratory infection with a bonus beginning ear infection thank God, and I've had intermittent migraine of course. This all began when Emily started coughing just before last weekend. It's been going around apparently. So really, the fact that we got almost all of our meds this week is PHENOMENAL.
So there's um, school tomorrow. (slow, tired string of expletives...) I'm pretty sure I don't care.
*plugging my ears and singing*
Nerf Guns and UGG Boots and Gluten Free Waffles
Star Wars Themed Legos, Organic Falafels
Land of No Seasons and nickel-free strings
These are a few of my favorite things...
Girls in free play-clothes with moveable waistbands
Hand-me-down havens and nut-free-zone playlands
Wild girls that fly up and down on the swings
These are a few of my favorite thing!
When migraine barfs
When the cough hacks
When I'm feeling bad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so sad
We must...get well...ugh. The girls are exhausted from coughing, and of course coughing can trigger migraine. Bit of a bummer there really. So the girls are also emotionally exhausted from hacking and coughing and being migrainey and I'm also exhausted so they're just all weepy and I'm trying to not break. So far, it's going much better than expected, and I would definitely say we are on the mend as far as the coughs go. Now if we can just kick the migraine, and get back to routine. Geeze, we've even momentarily abandoned the Lego Star Wars Advent Calendar, that's how out of whack we are!
I know.
I, know.
And I just re-joined the worship team. Because I am apparently, excessive in my need for bright lights shined in my face.
*plugging ears and singing*
Moving to Europe where corn isn't worshipped
Corn-free squash pancakes with real maple syrup
Not being sick all the ******* **** time
These are the happiest thoughts I can find...
"How do you be a single mom with debilitating migraine, to two kids who both get migraines who also have opposite and life-threatening food allergies?" you might ask? Simple. You live with your awesome mom who made you watch Star Wars as a kid (as well as Poltergeist, another story for another day), you are supported by loving friends and family, you research and work your face off, and you crash and burn regularly. And you sing. Duh.
Yeah. Yeah, let's do this.
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