A Week’s Worth of Thoughts
I’ve been taking a break this week. Made a decision to step away from the computer. No Facebook. No e-mail. No blogging. I’ve been tired, unfocused, stressed out, and had not even an ounce of the inspiration or motivation needed to update this blog.
Long story short: Fussy, irritable, tired, cranky toddler = Fussy, irritable, tired, cranky mama.
I came thisclose to having another migraine the other morning. While in the shower I started experiencing that “aura” that warns of an impending migraine. For me, it’s bright, flashing zig-zaging lights in the center of my vision. They slowly grow and migrate towards the outer edges of my vision, and I know that when they’re gone… *boom*. Migraine hits.
This time I remembered a comment Julie had left on my recent post about having migraines, where she shared her trick of holding an icepack against the back of her neck as soon as she realizes that a migraine is coming. So I jumped out of the shower, frantically grabbed an icepack from the freezer and a facecloth fromt he laundry basket, and flopped face down, and still dripping, on the center of our bed. Thankfully my husband was still home — he hung out with my son and tried to keep Shane relatively quiet while I laid in the dark, softly crying and praying. The minutes ticked away, and I briefly dozed off. When I woke up about an hour or so later, the aura had dissipated, and the migraine never came. I fast-forwarded straight to the post-migraine hangover…but I’ll take that over being knocked down flat by migraine pain any day. So, Julie, thank you so very much — you have earned my ever-lasting love and devotion!
I’m pretty sure I know why I’m getting migraines more frequently recently. I haven’t been eating as well as I should be. In all honestly, I haven’t been taking great care of myself in any way, shape or form. And there’s no denying that I’ve been very sleep deprived lately.
We’re all sleep-deprived…those dreaded two-year molars are making their presence known in a very big way. He’s finally (after weeks of discomfort — and lousy sleep) cutting his bottom molars. I’m sure the top two won’t be far behind.
Speaking of teeth — Shane had another appointment back in Boston today with his pediatric dentist. It went really well — no further decay, and in fact, everything’s looking good. If we can keep on with the fluoride toothpaste, applications of xylitol, brushing after every meal, and frequent cleanings, we might be able to hold this at bay until he starts loosing his baby teeth. At the very least, we’ll be able to reduce just how much invasive work he’ll ultimately need to undergo.
Now that the week’s winding to a close, I’m finally feeling more like myself than I have for a while now. Shane’s slept well the past two nights (thanks to the wonders of Children’s Motrin and Hyland’s Teething Tablets) and my husband’s let me sleep in the past two mornings. I’m rested, refreshed, and ready to jump back into my life again.