Monday, May 9, 2011

Monday Musings: Moments Good and Bad



The past few weeks have not been kind to me. My bridge bit the dust. Finding out that no, it can’t be repaired. Worse, I had a pivotal tooth break. Ugh. Even worse, the procedure to fix everything couldn’t be done immediately. Which meant learning to perfect a Mona Lisa smile and not an easy task for someone who smiles with their whole face and shows lots of teeth. Gosh, all I needed was a long piece of straw, floppy hat, say, Yee-haw.


Let’s just say looking in the mirror has been depressing. I’ve never even seen myself without those teeth. No, I’m not about to put on lipstick, no, I don’t want to go out to dinner. Hell, I don’t want to go anywhere. So I’ve been hiding out and will continue to until next week when the surgeon does his thing—pulling this out screwing that in, twisting the other thing. At least I’ll be asleep while they do all that. But this isn’t a quick procedure. The whole thing will span six weeks. Oh, yay.


My guys have been trying to cheer me up, and doing a pretty good job of it. Until a few days ago when I mentioned that Sunday was Mother’s Day and I needed to get a card for my mom. My son gives me this blank look of, huh? My heart dropped to my feet. He hasn’t gotten me anything. I felt the tears well up. I am not a weepy woman. Did I mention I’ve been feeling sorry for myself?


Mother’s Day is a favorite holiday of mine; in part because there was a time I thought I would never get to be one. A mother, that is. Then surprise, a baby was on the way. When I looked into that little ET face, I felt so very blessed and the wait had been worth it. My first Mother’s Day was such a time of joy for me. So for me, it’s more important than any of the other holidays, except my anniversary.


My husband never fails to get me special things. But when I woke up, there wasn’t a card or anything. Very strange. He did have my coffee ready when I stumbled into the kitchen and after drinking a cup that heavenly brew; I took the dogs for a long walk and came back to breakfast and a rose. Awww.


When I came back from my shower, there on the table was a beautiful silk arrangement of peonies, roses, and a few other flowers (I prefer silk to real), cards, and gifts. Hugs, from both my son and hubs. Plus, they had found the clock I’ve been lusting after and every time I tried to order it, it had been out of stock.


My son told me when he hugged me how hard I made it when I looked so sad to think he had forgotten Mother’s Day. “Sheesh, mom, I almost pulled out your card early just to make you smile. I would never forget Mother’s Day.”


My husband told me Son had spent a lot of time finding just the right card for me. He tried to help but Son said, “No Dad, it’s not the right one. I’ll know it when I see it.” It was a special one about the strong bond between a mother and a son. It went into my special chest with his first shoes, the outfit I brought him home from the hospital in, and other treasures I cherish and added over the years.


  • There are certain holidays and family traditions that are special. What are some of yours?





12 comments:

Jo said...

I am sorry you have been having such a bad time of it with your mouth. I know what you mean about the Mona Lisa smile. Glad you had a good Mother's Day. In fact the special days for me has always been Christmas and my birthday, Matt couldn't care less about his and we never make a big thing of our anniversary for some reason, but my mom was a big birthday and Christmas person and so am I.

Talli Roland said...

Aw, Sia! You made me tear up reading this. What a wonderful family you have!

I'm sorry to hear about your teeth...

Stephen Tremp said...

Since we have annual passes to Disneyland, we spend a lot of time there, holidays included. We end up with great pictures and memories that will last us a lifetime.

~Sia McKye~ said...

Steve, what fun that would be. You're right, great memories.

~Sia McKye~ said...

Talli, I dohave some good guys. :-)

~Sia McKye~ said...

Jo, passed down family traditions play a big part in what we do in our own family.

Karen Walker said...

You are one lucky lady with a son like that. And a hubby, too. I am so sorry about your tooth, but soon it will be back to normal.
Karen

Elle J Rossi said...

Oh, Sia! Thanks for tears. These were good ones, so I'll let you slide.

Since I've worked at a dental office for the past 10 years, I feel your pain. Many times we take our smile for granted until we can't use it. Here's to hoping that you get back to your vibrant self in no time. I hope the majority of the six weeks is spent in a temporary phase that looks great even if the function is limited!

~Sia McKye~ said...

Karen, I am. Good guys.

~Sia McKye~ said...

Elle, I hear you on the smile aspect. What's hard to deal with is the fact I've taken care of my teeth, so this was such a surprise. Nothing temporary can be done right now as they've discovered another tooth cracked and basically worthless. Apparently, the first work was down incorrectly and the wearing on and weakening of, the teeth was due to that. sigh...

How was your Mother's Day?

Kat Sheridan said...

Sia, major ICK on the dentist stuff. It's tough now, but it will pass and you'll be right back to your sassy, smily self! And a great big AWWWWW on the son and hubs! How wonderful!

Since there's just the two of us, we don't make a huge deal about holidays, but when they come around, we do both act like kids!

Hilary Melton-Butcher said...

Hi Sia .. gosh - teeth are the worst - I do hope all goes well and you'll be back to being your smiley self again and full of beans. Your husband and son sound just wonderful .. it's that heartache while you wonder .. before whooff .. wonderful flowers - they look fabulous and such a pretty colour .. gorgeous ..

Hope the sun is shining for you this week .. cheers Hilary