A couple of days ago it hit me that sometimes I’m unprepared for this single mama stuff. Prime example…how do you tie a tie? This is something that I don’t know how to do or have never done. I didn’t grow up with my dad so I never watched him tie a tie or show my brother how it’s done.
My ex-husband knows how to tie a tie, but what did that have to do with me? I’m a woman. He tried to show me a couple of times, but why would I want to learn? He had two arms and hands. I couldn’t think of any time when I would need to tie a tie.
But, I was wrong. You know when you have to learn how to tie a tie? When you have a son and you’re single. That realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I was a single mother and I had no idea how to tie a tie.
Earlier this week I bought Munch a new shirt. He had a year end performance at after care last night. A beautiful baby blue tie accompanied the crisp white shirt in the package. I carefully took it out the package to iron and hang up to drop off for the performance. That’s when I discovered my mistake….
I had bought a real tie. Not a clip on. Not a zip on. A real tie.
What the hell? It was too late to exchange. Munch loved the color. It was exquisite against his skin. I had to suck it up and learn. “Not today Satan!” I muttered out loud. Knowledge was power and I thought of myself as pretty powerful. Badass in many ways. I had to learn so that I could impress my Munch.
So, I headed to YouTube and found a couple of videos that showed how to tie a tie. Not just any knot. I wanted to do the Windsor Knot. It was beautiful. I loved the look on it. After watching the said video like 3 times (8 if I’m completely honest) I actually got it. I was so proud of myself.
These are real single parent struggles. When you’re a mom of a boy you need to learn how to tie a tie. There may not be a man around and it could be the eleventh hour, but making sure your young man looks sharp in his shirt and tie will be one for the books.
Munch looked handsome of course in his tie which was tied again by his dad because Munch didn’t know how to adjust it, but it worked out well. I was sitting up front and beaming for his performance. I was amazed that I had tackled something that I swore I would never do. Score one for mama!
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