Ya, first Scorpio One ripped apart the major tendon in his right pectoralis, and that required surgery. Now he can't drive until the sling is off, at least four more weeks. Then last week Scorpio Two got sick and was in the hospital for three days. Two days after that I spent at Their Dad's house, taking care of her. The whole time, including while she was in the hospital, Their Dad was at my house, driving S One to work and physical therapy. Needless to say, we are all beat. But you know, it's nice to get to take care of one's offspring. Especially so with S Two, since I don't get to see her nearly enough, and constantly long to nurture her. In truth, sitting there in the hospital with her, hard and painful as it was to see her ill, in some ways a joy. In a selfish way. She needed me. At her age, of course, her whole manner of being is to not need me, and to give her my love and care feels like a privilege. S One, of course, in older and male and the definition of "taking care of" is different. It's all practical stuff. But that's ok. He's launching, at his pace. It's still all the stuff of motherhood, which is the most joyous of burdens.
Even if one does use up all of one's vacation days caring it.
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