Big ugly headache monster

Up early this morning because I can't lay down a minute longer. Story of my life. Out of the numerous wonderful qualities i inherited from my Pa my least favorite is his headaches. And I mean HEADACHES. Not the annoying irritating kind that slightly inconveniences life, but the big ugly kind. The cant sleep, feel dizzy, laying down hurts, sitting up hurts, lights hurt, life hurts kind of headaches.

And then if things really start to get fun you get a migraine thrown in the mix! If you don't know if you have ever had a migraine than trust me you have NOT had a migraine. Those bad boys literally stop your life. It drives me insane when people think a bad headache is a migraine! I'm sorry but until you have a real one you can't possibly get it. The migraine monster makes you feel like your going to die.

I get the floating lights, my vision goes completely white and I can't see for a good 30 seconds. That's my big obnoxious obvious clue.... run to get Excedrin migraine stat! That is the one and only thing that helps me at all. But there is such a small time frame for it to actually work. If I don't catch it literally within a few minutes then I'm pretty much doomed. Done for. Toast. Your brain feels like its going to explode. The light sensitivity goes through the roof and I can barely even open my eyes. You can't seem to function or even really formulate sentences. Aaaaaand the nausea, that constant feeling like your going to toss your cookies at any given moment. The only cure at that point is a dark room and some attempt at sleep. It's just awesome! I love it so stinkin much! (insert snarky attitude and sarcastic voice)

Growing up I always had headaches, not awful ones, just the irritating kind. It wasn't until I was in high school and got into a car accident that things took a whole new turn. When a vehicle ( idiot woman who to this day if I found I would beat her down and make her feel pain! - ok no i wouldn't but still!) ran a red light going at least 55 miles per hour and crashed into my best friend and I.  I had no air bag so you can imagine what that whiplash was like. Boom never been the same. I would rather have broken multiple bones then deal with the aftermath I did.

The rest of highschool sucked I couldn't do any of my sports without getting horrible headaches. I didn't sleep well. Was miserable 24/7 and I mean every second of everyday I never got any relief from the pain. Went to physical therapists, neurologists, chiropractors and all the kings horses and all the kings men couldn't put Erin back together again. I reached a point were I slowly started giving up on everything.

Then God happened. I remember sitting with my Pa having a heart to heart, him giving me the don't give up, things will get better talk. That night I was laying down trying to sleep feeling hopeless and depressed. I was slowly and steadly loosing myself and I knew it was happening and it was not good. I cried my heart out and prayed to God that I couldn't handle it anymore. I couldn't possibly live life like this any longer and if he didn't help me I would have nothing to turn to, nothing to give me any hope at all. I cried my eyes out until I fell asleep.

The next day I woke up i realized for the first time in 10 months I did not have a horrible constant pain. And that my friends is not by coincidence. That's when my relationship with God started. How could it not? And ever since then I haven't been plagued by the constant nagging all day everyday pain. But it definitely still comes and goes whenever it feels like it! This journey has not been easy but I have so much to be thankful and hopeful for. I know my God will never put me through that constant pain again, He has made a promise to me and has been good for it.

So right now I am going to sip some more coffee. Deal with this annoying headache/neck pain by hanging out with my beautiful little family. And praise God that things are not as bad as they once were.

2 Corinthians 4:8-9 We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed.

Romans 5: 3-5 Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.

-Over and out

Thanksgiving week what!?

I just worked 30 hours in 3 days and now I get to have thanksgiving at my house. Yay I'm exhausted and I want to curl In a ball and sleep forever! Although, it really isn't as bad as I initially thought. With my mother in law making the turkey and other people bringing this and that I am definitely sleeping a little better tonight! 

Bathrooms cleaned. Check. Kitchen cleaned. Check. Groceries bought check.  Signature cocktail ready. Check. I will say this..... If the food isn't up to par (which it will be) at least there is alcohol to numb the taste buds!!!!!! And this year I can enjoy it since I'm not with child! Caramel apple hot toddy here I come! Pictures to be inserted later :)

Side note this is our thanksgiving project we made a few weeks ago.....yes it is another project made out of the pirates butt print. And no it won't be the last! 

Yet another side note, Noah had his 9 month appointment last week. Healthy long and strong boy! Fun fact he was getting 4 teeth at one time! Such a trooper after these teeth come through our total will be 8 chompers!

Alright, my bed is calling my name and I am willingly getting sucked into its warm inviting comfyness. If the teething monster doesn't sleep tonight i have a feeling it will be Matt's turn to deal with him!!! Goodnight world!

-Over and out

Gorgeous movember day!

One of those mornings where you drink some coffee. It sits and gets cold. Run around chasing a small human. Reheat coffee. Feed small human. Coffee gets cold again. Put small human down for a nap. Reheat coffee. Clean up tornado disaster left by small human. Cold coffee. Reheat it.  And repeat, over and over and over again. At that point one would assume said person should just be done with coffee and switch to water. Nope, that would be much too clever of an idea.

Can i just say this..... I AM LOVING THIS WEATHER!!!!!!! I love that we can go outside and go on long walks without bundling up like a stinkin Eskimo. I know its a fluke and its just temporary but hey I will happily take it with a gigantic smile. Yesterday the pirate and I went on a 4.5 mile walk with Matt's cousin and her little nugget. For a Minnesotan in mid November this is like miracle weather. And I wouldn't be a mid westerner if I didn't talk about the weather!

En light of Movember I give you this. Baby stache. Enough said.

In other unrelated news I cut 6 inches of hair off of my head! What? Kind of a big deal since my hair is always long. Sometimes you just need a change. You just need to do something different with your life especially after having a baby. When your pregnant you feel like a Greek goddess with bouncy full hair that fits perfectly into place, pretty much like a cheesy shampoo commercial.

 Then baby comes and all your hair starts falling out. You panic. Cry. Go to the store to get Biotin. Vitamin up your diet. Then it slowly gets better but still is not quit the same. Hence the mom cut. Until your a mom you don't really understand why everyone has a baby and then cuts their hair shorter. Then it happens to you,  you look in the mirror at your terrible, nasty, stringy, dingy locks and go "Oh shit! I need a mom cut!" Boom mystery solved. Aaaaaaaaand my coffee is cold again! LAME SAUCE.

-Over and out

My baby is 9 months old today!

Wow I can't believe how fast nine months has raced by. It is literally insane to think that my baby is as old as my pregnancy was! When your pregnant you wait and wait for what seems like an eternity to meet the little face that will change your everything. And then they come. And your world is never the same. You forget about the uncomfortableness of the 3rd trimester. That foot wedged in your ribcage for weeks. And how horrid giving birth really is, and most of all the recovery. You look into that face for the very first time not knowing just how much overwhelming love you could possibly have for someone you just met.

Your a mom. Suddenly that word takes on a whole new meaning for you. Makes you look at your own mom with so much more appreciation and awe. Dang I hope i don't screw this up! Then its breast feeding and diapers and sleep or no sleep, swaddle no swaddle. Why is he so skinny? I thought babies were supposed to be chunky? Work? I can't go back to work! Eating enough? Eating too much!? When do I introduce cereal? Solids? Is he getting a tooth? Why is he so miserable? Then milestone after milestone, rolling over, laughing, sitting, standing, eating, teething, crawling. WHEN IS IT GOING TO SLOW DOWN!?

Then BOOM. 9 months old. Its unreal. And every parent says the same thing to you "Its goes by so fast....soon he will be going to school......appreciate every stage.....it never slows down" You can't begin to imagine it until you have your own and go through the experience yourself. But it really does go RIDICULOUSLY fast! Like warp speed fast. Makes me want to cry to think that soon enough he'll be walking, talking then asking for the keys to the car and wanting nothing to do with mom's embarrassing snuggles and kisses. slight chance i may be sitting here crying right now. Slight chance. ha ha.

Dang this whole parenting thing is a trip and I'm only 9 months in! Yeesh. So far I have loved it all. Most men will admit the newborn stage isn't really their favorite, definitely wasn't for Matt. They pretty much sleep, poop, and want boob. Hmmmm, are newborns really that different from a grown man? Seriously.

Ok, I'm through with being emotional now. Turning it off. Choking it down. Pushing it aside. I need chocolate. And coffee. Chocolate and coffee.....a mocha? Hmmmm..... I need an espresso machine! Then I can make delectable coffee treats ALL DAY LONG. But then I need one of those fancy whipped cream thingies so I can have top notch toppings. Whats a mocha without whipped cream? And chocolate shavings. Wow this really escalated quickly didn't it. Alright I need to regroup. My babies 9 months, its been awesome, yay, the end!

-Over and Out

Hallo weenie!!!

Oh Halloween! I personally enjoy it! Some people are against dressing their kids up and celebrating but I think it's what you make of it and how you choose the celebrate it. In my mind Halloween is all about trick or treating and fun and creative costumes. Aaaaaaand pumpkins..... Lots of pumpkins!

-pumpkin butt

I don't view it as satanic heavy stuff at all. Like I said its all what you choose to believe. Besides it's pretty much a made up holiday used to profit candy companies anyway, just like valentines day!

Mr. Noah was lucky enough to be two characters! We went to a Halloween party last weekend and went as a family of Paul Bunyans and babe the blue Ox! Made my husband be babe if course, it was the natural choice.

And Halloween day..... You guessed it, pirate. How could I not? Besides my friends mom gave him the costume... We HAD to use it! Aaaaaarrggg.

Fun fact... Last weeks no sleep and clingy crankiness wasn't for nothing!!!! 3rd tooth poked through and 4th is close behind... And it's an eye tooth? Weird! My mom said my eye teeth came in first when I was teething. I probably looked like a really amazing vampire baby. Whelp that's all I've got for now.

-Over and out