I went to the dentist this morning. Never mind that this is a huge phobia of mine or that I had to get three shots of novocaine or that my entire day has been marred by the event. Never mind all of that, because, in the midst of all of this, this early morning chaos,- oddly enough,- through my visit to the dentist, I found exactly what it was that I was immensely grateful for.
I came home from my appointment, sore and numb. I was grouchy and sleepy. My two year old ran to me. He’d missed me. I picked him up and held his face against mine in a deep hug. And then…. I felt the emptiness. I realized that I couldn’t feel his face. Sure, temporary novocaine is all it was, and it would certainly wear off by lunchtime, but I found myself turning to the other cheek, hungry for the feel of his soft baby face against mine.
It was one of those weird moments where you don’t realize what a huge pleasure and privilege it is, to touch your children… to feel their sweet little skin against yours. What an immense loss it would be to not be afforded this wonderful experience, so easily overlooked until it is missing. I instantly KNEW this was my moment for the day.
Thankfully, as I type, though my jaw is still sore, my cheeks are again full of feeling and ready for some little people hugs!
~K
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