Sarah Who Wanders...

In the ongoing quest to get healthier and find better relief for my migraines, I experienced acupuncture for the first time today. I am very lucky that I don’t have many complaints about my health. I sometimes use reading glasses because my vision is borderline between actually needing them or not, so they help a bit with eyestrain. Other than some minor aches and pains and stomach troubles here and there, I have been very blessed with my health and I am aware of that. My biggest concern is the extent to which migraine affects my life. As most of you know a few months ago I took up jogging and worked my way up from barely being able to jog for a minute at a time all the way to jogging for 20 minutes a few times a week. To me that was a huge accomplishment. It didn’t jumpstart any weight loss like I had hoped it would, but I still felt like I had built up some stamina and endurance. Then my neurologist who I have only seen once to date, suggested that I begin to try Botox for my mig

I aspire to be the kind of woman who other women look up to, who inspires them and encourages them, and who never squashes their unique hopes and dreams. I long to be the kind of wife who is passionate, funny, fun to be around, kind, and always builds her man up. I seek to be the kind of mom who is calm, steady, humble, and leads my children with faith and love.  These are things I want, and I fail. Often. But they are oh so worth it, so I keep trying. Another thing I am trying constantly, struggling often, always course-correcting is my life goal to be an authentic person. Authenticity simply means to be genuine. It means to put aside my mask, and to be and to continue becoming who I am and who I am meant to be. It means to be REAL.  Why does this matter so much? Because, I ask you this...if you like me, if you admire me, if you seek my friendship, if you love me-but you don't know me, then it's all fake. I strive to be real in all my interactions. If you ask me how my d

I am by no means a perfect mama, but I am a good enough mama. I spend far too many hours away at work, shut in my room studying, or highly distracted. I demand a clean house, and am often a work before play kinda gal.  I don't cook often, I miss more school events than I would like to, and sometimes I just want to be left alone.  But I also love my 2 boys more than life itself, and not only that, but they KNOW that I do. I am excited for them. I know their friends, their interests, their fears. I know them. I know what they read and listen to, who they talk to, and some ginormous hopes they each have. I know there is this funny thing that parents do where they talk badly about their children. It's used among other parents to vent and connect. It is used the same way gossip is, and it is actually not that great for us...or for them.  It's usually nothing serious, and typically is meant in jest..."they drive me nuts," "he's just like his father," &qu

Disclaimer: migraines are so difficult to treat because they are SO individualized. The feelings and opinions on this blog are mine alone, and are not meant to be medical advice or to portray how all migraines work. My son, Matthew, has intractable vomiting with his and has needed IV re-hydration so far in 50% of his attacks. He also has no side effects from triptans when they work. Everyone is different.  I’m pretty sure my husband is a saint. I know having migraines sucks, but I bet being married to a migraineur (actual word yeah) must be very difficult. In a bad month I might be dealing with migraines every other day. I’m not sure what you envision, but I’m not laid up in bed though I often wish this were an option just for a few hours. I’m “lucky” enough that meds work just enough for me to function at about half capacity. I realize this is a blessing because there’s no way my life would work if I couldn’t. How could I be a mom, wife, nurse, and grad student??? So I AM thankful,