We had the kind of afternoon today that you always wish for as a mother. Perfect, sunny weather, a blanket spread in the backyard. lunch, and three happy boys all playing, eating and laughing together. We needed that, badly.
We had one other incident last week that had me laughing in the emergency room last Thursday night at around one in the morning. The laughing? Because I honestly thought that nothing else could go wrong or be hard, that after dropping a boatload of money on Knittykid’s teeth and having to put him under general anesthesia, losing my father-in-law, having the Skeptic gone all the time either at the farm with his mom or at work, dealing with two constantly sick little ones and one very angry six year old, losing Gracie…what else could possibly go wrong? (And that list is just the big stuff. )
Little Man’s broken elbow*, that’s what. And when the doctor told me we would need to stay the night and he would most likely need to go into surgery to have pins put in his elbow in the morning, all I could do was sit there and laugh at the ridiculousness of life sometimes. That kind of tired, hurting laugh, the kind that comes up because you just can’t cry about anything anymore. So you sit there in the ER, watching Animal Planet with your son (who thinks it’s all very cool) and you just laugh, while you worry about surgery and if there is enough pumped milk stashed in the freezer for Spinner and wonder how in the heck you’ll pay for it all.
So the sun and the blanket and the lunch outside today were so good. Good in a way that reminded me we will be alright, that the sun and the warmth does come back and so do the smiles and laughter. Because when you eat soup on a blanket in your sunny backyard, watching your baby try to stand up, your three year old try to hit a baseball and your six year old make fairy food out of dandelions, all is somehow right with the world again.
*Unfortunately, it’s not a very exciting story. He was running around the backyard and he tripped on his pants and landed funny. I thought of making up some funny stories we could tell people, like he was climbing on the roof of our house and tried to sky dive into the maple tree, but realized he might actually try it so I decided not to bring it up.
12 responses to “The Difference the Sun Can Make”
Ouch! Hope the elbow heals well and quickly.
I reckon you are fully justified in thinking right now that life is simply Not Fair. I really, really hope this is the the last of your run of horrible events!
I have been keeping your family in my thoughts – I am sorry about the recent streak of events. Here’s hoping that a sunny fun family day is just a taste of the upcoming summer and good days to come. Hang in there – all of you and Happy Mother’s Day 🙂
*hugs* Hope things smooth out for all of you.
“Laughing in the emergency room” is not a phrase one often reads. I’m sorry to hear about this latest bump in your life road, but it sounds like you are weathering the challenge well. Here’s hoping for bump-free roads on the horizon!
Hang in there! Keep laughing and enjoying the sun.
Some days you have to laugh because you’re just so tired of crying. Be strong. I know you’re tired, but life just keeps moving forward. It’s another lovely, although not so sunny day, today.
Oh man, when it rains it pours, huh? I’m sorry to hear Little Man broke his elbow. All’s I can say is Happy Mother’s Day weekend to you Knittymama – you deserve a good one, goshdarnit!
I hope LM’s elbow heals well. Hugs all around
I think we are going to have a “mothers who are bloggers” meet up sometime. Then we can tell each other the stories that make you cry & laugh at the same time. Here’s to things getting easier (and hopefully, less costly.)
That’s when I’ll tell you about the time Middle Daughter fell off the bench at the Y . . . and we’ll raise money for our therapy jars.
I’m way behind on blogs again, but I sure hope the universe gives you a break soon! Hang in there…things just HAVE to start going better, right?
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