Parked

I did get my run in yesterday. It was pretty miserable. I had two cups of coffee sloshing around in my stomach, it was starting to get humid, and I just wanted to end it. I pushed through somehow and during my cooldown walk, it blissfully began to rain a cool, refreshing sprinkle. I wish that I would have felt more refreshed, but I had a hard time clearing the storm clouds from my head yesterday.
Even when we went outside and blew bubbles with Luke's new bubble blaster, I was still gloomy.

My gloomy day culminated in a migraine that hit out of nowhere. Usually I have a few hours warning before they hit. This time? Maybe twenty minutes. I felt my neck muscles knot up, was fatigued, and lost feeling in my hands and feet in such a swift motion that all I could do was shove aside the pile of clean laundry on our bed before curling up and passing out, until 8pm when Luke stuck his face two inches from mine and said, MOMMY GUESS WHAT, I'M SLEEPING WITH YOU TO HELP YOU FEEL BETTER!
So, I spent all night with a migraine and a four year old kicking me, but his intentions were sweet.

Today, I still have the slighest hint of a lingering migraine, along with a killer neckache (guess who has the first appointment of the day at her chiropractor tomorrow??), but today is already infinitely better. It's sunny outside and it has helped to clear the cobwebs from my brain. We started the day with a walk to the park. Living so near an elementary school is great, because the equipment is so safe for the boys.

(Luke dresses himself, can you tell?)
Although I still stalk Tommy relentlessly and he looks at me constantly like, Lady, will you stop following me!? I try to explain that if his neurologist wants him to wear a helmet while riding a tricycle, she probably would want someone to spot him when he plays daredevil and climbs to the top of the tall equipment.

All he knows, though, is that he's almost two and he can do every single thing his brother does and epilepsy is not going to hold him back from that. Almost two. I ordered his birthday invitations yesterday, though it seems hard to believe, like didn't I just look like this? I miss the belly, but I do not miss having a newborn, not one bit. If that ever happens to change, I'll let you know.

I hope your day is sunshine-y, wherever you are.