Monthly Migraine Day

Once a month, I wake up with a Migraine. It sometimes falls on a day I have to work, sometimes I'm lucky and it falls on a day Bob is home, most times it falls on a day that I'm home alone with the kids...and it makes for a very long, miserable day....for all of us.

Today was monthly migraine day. Unfortunately, my migraine chose a bad day. It's my anniversary AND I had a really cute gift idea to make for Bob, AND I promised to take the kids to the park today AND we were going to make a Thanksgiving craft .

Tate & Macie were so cute trying to take care of me. Macie somehow scaled the baby gate, got downstairs, got me a yogurt and then scaled the baby gate again with the yogurt and brought it to me. I hadn't asked for it, she just thought it would make me feel better. She said "This is hard wook (work) taking care of mommy and it's NOT wooking (working)!!" Tate said, "Mommy its your anniversary and you have a headache, this is NOT good."

As I lay on Tate's bed moaning while Ty slept and Macie and Tate played like little cherubs quietly with toys in Tate's room, I started thinking....what am I going to do?...Especially when Ty wakes up. At one point, Tate said, "Let's go to Heather's and tell her we need her to play with us since you can't mommy!" I felt so bad. They were being so sweet, but I could tell it was going to be a long day, and their sweetness would turn into frustration soon if I wasn't able to lift my head off my pillow!

Then the idea hit me. Say a prayer. The reason I hadn't thought of this before was...well, really, does God really care if I get to enjoy my anniversary or get to keep my promises to my kids? But then I thought,maybe He does. Tate prays for everything....for owies to feel better, to find his missing lego piece, to help him not have bad dreams, etc.( I talked about this here.) You name it, the kid prays for it, and it ALWAYS works for him. So following his good example, I decided to say a quick prayer. I decided to have faith that maybe God DOES care about the little things.

No sooner had I finished praying, I sat up on the side of Tate's bed and my headache was better! No dizziness, no nausea, no light sensitivity, nothing! It worked right away. I'm thankful for the example of my boy who reminds me to pray for the little things. I'm tellin' you, it worked! Boy am I grateful! Now, on with the rest of my day!