Happy Mothers Day to all of you ladies out there. I don't care if you are a "Mother" because you had a child, or if you didn't, if you take care of those around you and show love to God's people, I consider you a mother. :) I hope you all had a wonderful day. Mine was...well...sad.
Drew was out of town and couldn't get back from New York until Sunday night. So I talked to him briefly in the morning and burst into tears when I was done. I guess I just felt alone and emotional. I was sad because my mom wasn't here. And I was happy because of this amazing little boy in my womb. And I was sad because there are so many who never have children, or who are still waiting for them. That day, Mothers Day, is so painful to so many people and I couldn't just enjoy the day. But I decided to try.
I didn't want to go to church because, although I LOVE my church I just felt like being alone. I decided to go to the local breakfast place and get some eggs and potatoes. I sat at the bar next to a woman and her young daughter. They played tic-tak-toe and I thought it was amazing that she was blessing her daughter that morning, the morning that she should be honored. On the other side of me was an elderly couple. Hardly saying a word to one another they ate their eggs and rye toast and then payed the bill and made room for 2 single middle aged men. They seemed very jovial much like the brothers Click and Clack. It made me smile. After leaving there I went to Starbucks where I asked them to write Happy Mothers Day on my cup as well as put a heart on top.
Although it was supposed to be a steamed milk frothy coffee art, the carmel worked too. I realized, sometimes if you want to feel good, you just have to ask for what you want. And that day, I wanted a cup that said, "Happy Mother's Day", and so I asked. :) It's a good reminder to me that if I really want to feel better, tell people what I need and they would be happy to help me out. Generally, people like helping people.
The day ended with picking up drew from the airport. I was so happy to see him. I missed him horribly last week. I was very thankful for my friend Tomi coming to stay with me though. She cooked for me and kept me company all week. It was so fun.
We even spent 4 hours shopping when neither of us really like to shop! haha. We had a great time though. I'm thankful for those that called and also offered to have me over or come stay with me. Again, I am loved.
So yeah, today I lost my first adult tooth. Although it was a bit traumatic mentally, it was pretty painless and so far still no pain. Here's the view I had from my seat...
I have the BEST dentist. Finally. I went to the worst dentist last year which is how I got in this mess. But now the best dentist is making it all better. So I just took a tea bag out of my mouth because my dentist called to see how I was doing and told me to put a tea bag on it to stop the bleeding. It was still bleeding a bit. I think it worked for the most part. The only thing that really hurts now is where he gave me the shots. Which I'm thankful for. I'm pretty tired though. I really tried to stay calm all day so the baby wouldn't feel anxious. I kept playing in my head that 80's song, "doin it all for my baby...". I think our baby liked that. So now I'm one toothless of a full mouth. It's ok. I have lots of friends who have lost teeth. It just feels strange and I'm not sure he will give me a bridge or anything until we make sure the other tooth is ok. He hinted that might be after the baby is born. Oh well. At least the infection is gone and I don't have to worry about the infection spreading to the baby. THAT is all that matters. :) And he kicked the whole time to remind me to stay calm...and that he loves me.
I'm thankful for friends who offer to get groceries for me, and friends that bring me mashed potatoes on their 25th anniversary, and friends that check in on me cuz they know sometimes life can be challenging. I truly have the greatest friends. And now I'm going to finish my peanut butter smoothie and go to bed. Glad this day is over, but feeling blessed that it wasn't THAT bad.
And feeling great at 24 weeks! |