Friday, November 4, 2011

A Woman in her Thirties Needs her Mom(s)

I'm not a huge fan of Halloween. I mean, it's okay. But aside from bags full of fun sized Baby Ruths, I don't see a whole lot to look forward to. Maybe a woman in her thirties who was drama club PRESIDENT in high school (sniff sniff) has had enough of costumes.

Despite being a little meh about the holiday, I live in a neighborhood where Halloween is taken very seriously. So seriously that there was a giant pumpkin for my little ladybug to sit on for a photo op (AB was neither impressed nor excited):



So seriously, that the local news was parked a few houses down to get in on the action. Notice Dan in the corner-- he made the 5:00 news:

I was all set to post about this on Tuesday, when I started to feel funny. You knew what I'm talking about. When you wake up and go, 'Ugh, I have a headache', and by 7:00 that night you're puking your guts out and calling your bff giving her way too much information about your symptoms (sorry about that, K).

A woman in her thirties has no time for the flu, but this one had me feeling like I'd been wrung out like a dirty dishtowel. Asking for help is never fun, but considering walking up and down the stairs was making me dizzy and drinking water was making me gag, I knew it was time to assemble the troops. And by troops, I mean my mother-in-law. My oh-my-gosh-I-don't-know-what-I-would-do-without-you mother-in-law.

My original request had been for her to come watch Anna for a couple of hours so I could rest and puke in peace. What she ended up doing was coming over at 10:00am to make homemade chicken soup and song you bing (I might have butchered the pin yin there, but basically they are pancakes fried with green onions. I haven't had them since living in BJ!)

All this while I rested upstairs and talked to my actual Mom, who was beside herself with worry and called every ten minutes to see if I was better.

As with all things, this flu seems to have run its course and today I'm feeling much more like the chipper woman in her thirties I am. But it has gotten me thinking about being a Mom, and how it never ends. How I've got one Mom far away, and one Mom close, and even though I'm an old woman in her thirties now, I need them both and they are always there. And how lucky that makes little old me.

8 comments:

  1. You are very blessed. Glad that flu has passed... :)

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  2. I know EXACTLY what you mean. Sometimes a girl (woman in her thirties or not) Needs her Mom.

    I hope Maddie and AB feel the same about us someday.

    ......... And may AB marry a man with a Mother just like Mrs. C. She's the best!

    You. Are. Blessed!

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  3. My MIL is the first one I call when I have a case of the pukes. Thank God for Moms!!!

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  4. You are so blessed...and absolutely right....no matter how old we are...there are times that no one knows what we need like our mom's do!

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  5. Wait. You were drama club president?!?

    Anna's tights and Dan's little face on the TV screen are both so smile-inducing!

    Tsong you bing! Oh my gosh, I haven't had my mom's tsong you bing in YEARS (although I have had lesser versions in restaurants around here). Interestingly, I could literally smell the pre-cooked one when I saw that photo - I know JUST how they smell when they're at that stage.

    So glad you're feeling better!

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  6. You are so right. We always need our moms. Glad you are feeling better. Having the flu is awful!

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  7. I wish my mom wasn't 3 hours away, because sometimes they are the perfect medicine. Glad you are feeling better.

    I don't think you butchered the pin yin either, at least you attempted... with Henry's Chinese homework, I just throw my hands up in the arm and tell him I have 'no idea!'

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  8. I'm glad you are feeling better. Seeing my mom everyday really does makes me feel better whenever I'm sick. No matter what age you are, I think it applies to everybody.

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