Friday, September 24, 2010

camped out

Greetings friends.

Captain lonesome

The weekend finds the Captain and I keeping the homefire burning, with the explicit assignment of not going into labor until everyone returns.  That would be funny, except Thursday found me not quite 38 weeks along but very dialated and very effaced.  My doctor said she'll be surprised if I make it to my next appointment.  That doesn't necessarily mean anything.... except kind of it does.  At least Mr Renn and Sir O will be back from Flaming Gorge sometime tomorrow.  I'm pretty sure I can make it until then.  And there will be lots to share.  I'm told Sir O caught his first fish today, and that heaps of firewood were cut, split, and stacked. (And that our new/very old dining table and chairs are loaded and ready to go.  All of this makes me happy.

Watching the Captain without his usual antagonist around has been pretty enlightening.  If every child was as easy as the Captain (minus his inability to sleep like a normal human being), then parenting would be a breeze.   He doesn't have Sir O's defiant streak, he gets his excitement in life from compliance.  Everybody who spends time with him is beside themselves with his cuteness and amiability.  He is almost too easy to love. (in the time I've been typing this, he dumped out the bucket of chalk, and then neatly placed each piece back in the bucket).

And yet maybe because I have to make a more conscious effort to love Sir O with all his energy and spunk and spite, and overwhelmedness I feel I have a more complex and unconditional love for him sometimes.  It makes me encouraged to think that God's ability to love us is not at all contingent upon our obedience.  (His ability to bless us may be, but not to love us.)  It's always insightful to examine the dichotomies of my mother-son relationships.  So hey(!), let's throw another one into the mix.  Soon apparently. Maybe.  Gah.


pepper said...

I've been thinking about you, sending positive thoughts your way. Hope the boys make it back soon and your weekend continues smoothly.

hairyshoefairy said...

He really is such a sweet, happy boy. What a cutie. I hope this next one is a better sleeper for you. And just keep your legs crossed until tomorrow. I'm sure it'll do the trick.

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