so last evening i was at the ultrasound clinic, [you know, as you do].. *just kidding. i am not pregnant, i promise [you should also know that not every kind of ultrasound requires you to fast, drink a whole bunch of liquid, and not pee for two hours prior.. (i learned this last evening as i was uncomfortably prodded.. when i finally verbalized that my discomfort was related to the fact that i had to pee terribly, as if that wouldn't be obvious, the technician looked at me like i was crazy and told me there was a restroom across the hall.) you learn something new every day.]
Anyways. so there i was. and i got to thinking about pregnancy, as i am completely surrounded by pregnant strangers and their hormones.. and how crazy it is that women grow babies inside of their bodies.. and all of the things that it might feel like, and also what it might feel like after that baby was a tangible Thing.. and then how crazy it is that people raise these babies, and they are depended on, in the majority of cases, for Literally the rest of their lives. that's Crazy. and then sometimes they forget and decide it's a good idea to have another one. [i tease]. and i was thinking about My mom, and how crazy she was to have five.. and how absolutely awesome she is. she was this incredible person before she was a mom and then she just kept on being an incredible person. i talked to her on the phone earlier yesterday afternoon for the first time in a little bit, and i re-fell in the love with her voice that i never stopped loving just because she's my Mom, and she is so awesome. and i will depend on her for the rest of my tangible life.
so basically, this is a blog about how much i love my mom.
as a bonus, here is a beautiful excerpt i read as i waited in the clinic lobby.. it is from joseph conrad's heart of darkness.
the water shone pacifically; the sky, without a speck, was a benign immensity of unstained light; the very mist on the Essex marshes was like a gauzy and radiant fabric, hung from the wooded rises inland, and draping the low shores in diaphanous folds. only the gloom to the west, brooding over the upper reaches, became more sombre every minute, as if angered by the approach of the sun.
and at last, in its curved and imperceptible fall, the sun sank low, and from glowing white changed to a dull red without rays and without heat, as if about to go out suddenly, stricken to death by the touch of that gloom brooding over a crowd of men.
forthwith a change came over the waters, and the serenity became less brilliant but more profound.
Anyways. so there i was. and i got to thinking about pregnancy, as i am completely surrounded by pregnant strangers and their hormones.. and how crazy it is that women grow babies inside of their bodies.. and all of the things that it might feel like, and also what it might feel like after that baby was a tangible Thing.. and then how crazy it is that people raise these babies, and they are depended on, in the majority of cases, for Literally the rest of their lives. that's Crazy. and then sometimes they forget and decide it's a good idea to have another one. [i tease]. and i was thinking about My mom, and how crazy she was to have five.. and how absolutely awesome she is. she was this incredible person before she was a mom and then she just kept on being an incredible person. i talked to her on the phone earlier yesterday afternoon for the first time in a little bit, and i re-fell in the love with her voice that i never stopped loving just because she's my Mom, and she is so awesome. and i will depend on her for the rest of my tangible life.
so basically, this is a blog about how much i love my mom.
as a bonus, here is a beautiful excerpt i read as i waited in the clinic lobby.. it is from joseph conrad's heart of darkness.
the water shone pacifically; the sky, without a speck, was a benign immensity of unstained light; the very mist on the Essex marshes was like a gauzy and radiant fabric, hung from the wooded rises inland, and draping the low shores in diaphanous folds. only the gloom to the west, brooding over the upper reaches, became more sombre every minute, as if angered by the approach of the sun.
and at last, in its curved and imperceptible fall, the sun sank low, and from glowing white changed to a dull red without rays and without heat, as if about to go out suddenly, stricken to death by the touch of that gloom brooding over a crowd of men.
forthwith a change came over the waters, and the serenity became less brilliant but more profound.
1 comment:
Oh my darling Melanie! You have always been a bright and shining star in my life! I am very touched by what you say. My five children have been the biggest blessing. Having children and watching them take their place in this world is the absolute best. I love you with all my heart! xoxox Your Mom!!!
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