Monday, 2 November 2009

Thirst

Today I went to a womens recovery meeting. As I walked in, I got asked if I could think of a topic. Without breaking my stride I said:

"Marriage is stupid."

There were many raucous laughs ... but it's supposed to be a "proper" topic like, faith vs. fear, anger, patience etc. I relented and said ok .. how about tolerance then? The girls just laughed MORE. Even better ... they kept my original suggestion. So every time somebody new walked in and asked what the topic was, "marriage is stupid" elicited much laughter.

I shared super-awesome juicy stuff, then got the privilege of listening to a shitload of awesome woman share about how outdated the institution of marriage is, and that maybe men and women are simply not suited to living with each other. It was bliss. I love meetings. Rocco ran around and around, making everybody dizzy. A headslap here, stolen banana there. He was the youngest of all the kids .. and clearly the boss.

(I tried to do my favourite meeting yesterday in Sydney, but forces conspired against me. I cried from the frustration, and had to resort to PRAYING. I KNOW.)

Today we went to the pool. Rocco + water = HIGH ALERT

He has no fear. Jumps in, time after time after time. Then runs off, me racing my saggy bottomed five year old swimmers after him, screaming his name. My friend works there as a lifeguard, thank goodness. Scooped him up as he went past. "Having a good time?"

"Nope. Not at all."

It was exhausting. The only time he stopped was when he picked up a discarded bandaid. At one point, he banged his head so hard that it bruised straight away, so he let me hold him close. With heaving sobs he looked up at me, in pain. "MO-RE?!"

He wanted to get straight back in.

Here is sir in some photos I snapped last week, bathing al fresco on the back deck -



Right after this was taken, he climbed out and capsized the whole thing. Sat there, spluttering, coughing, and laughing. "More?" -





From the day he was born I've said he got all his strength and toughness from his dad.

Today, sitting in the meeting, I realised he also got a decent amount of strength and toughness from his mum.

19 comments:

  1. Love that photo of Rocco in the tub.

    And yes, I frequently think that men and women can't live together. I tell H he should have married a man and he would have been much happier. He assures me I am wrong. Wish I had been at that meeting, I would love to have heard the conversation.

    And yes, from the sound of your blog, I think a lot of Rocco's toughness and lack of fear comes from his mum.

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  2. Amen sister.

    Strength, all around.

    Which reminds me -- I was just thinking about this because of finding a strong name for a girl -- and I remembered that when I was young I loved to read the Celtic Tarot cards I had -- and my favorite? The card that kept coming up for me though I refused to believe it? The strength card. A woman holding open the mouth of a lion. If I ever got a tattoo (which I never did) this is the one I wanted.

    Here's a link to the drawing -- is it me or is she a redhead?

    http://www.learntarot.com/cumaj08.gif

    XOXO

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  3. Hello lovely ladies,

    Here is another image of strength, one that is personal to me. (I like Pam's tarot card, too.)

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fortitude_(Botticelli)

    Another strong redhead. There is some story behind it, but I don't want to hijack the comment section with what should probably be a post instead.

    XXOO

    D was here.

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  5. Those photos of Rocco in the bath are gorgeous. It looks like you live in a beautiful place!

    Glad your meeting went well...I would love to find a group (infertility related) to join but there are none in my area. I bet you get tons of support from those women. ((hugs))

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  6. Fantastic topic!! I need to try to have a mtg on that some time!!

    Love the pictures of the little guy!! :-)

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  7. Of course he did silly! He is strong bec his mom is strong- not just his dad! Oops, I meant Mum. Ha

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  8. Eden...Those Rocco photos...best freaking photos ever.

    You need to pitch them to a soap or shampoo company.

    And,,,,obviously you read my recent post about my husband. Marriage IS stupid.

    I would totally be a lesbian if I didn't have to have sex with women :)

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  9. If it wasn't for the fact that I am not sexually interested in women, my goodness I could have such a nice relationship. One where my house was cleaned when it needed it and nobody left the toilet seat up.

    Men are grots, eh? :)

    g

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  10. Marriage is stupid...hmmm...funny, I thought it was just my husband! I think my new attitude will be that I insisted on getting married just to torture him for the rest of his life (and if I get tortured in the meantime, that's just the price I have to pay).

    Rocco is cute as can be, and was clearly sent to test your reflexes! I'd say he got a good deal of Mom's strength - the rest is hardheadedness from Dad.

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  11. Hell, yeah, he did! My guess is he got most of his strength and toughness from his mum!

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  12. just a perfect blend of the 2 of you... cute , strong, and full of personality!!!!!!! love the photos. You have a gorgeous house

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  13. Also, left you an award on my blog...

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  14. I do believe he received A LOT of his personality and toughness from you!

    and you are right, marriage sucks with only little shimmers of happiness thrown into the mix.

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  15. I love that photo of Rocco in the tub! You should frame it and hang it; it's like an art shot.

    We call Sam "sir" too, or in my case it's "Mr. Sir."

    XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
    Flicka

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  16. Marriage IS exceedingly frustrating!

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  17. Bathing al fresco... spring is awesome.

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  18. I too love that photo of Rocco in the tub. What an amazing view you have.
    Since I'm not married and never have been I can't proclaim to have much knowledge about it. I will confess though that years ago I stated that marriage would be perfect if he would agree to be my next door neighbor. Funny how I went from that to boy crazy to longing so much for something that may never be and back to that beginning place where the only way I could see it happening was if he'd be my next door neighbor. I guess it's good that I'm not married. Hugs to you.

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  19. 1) You are a fox. 2) You are such a great writer! 3) You are so smart to take Rocco with you to meetings. Maybe if I had been exposed to the wisdom I wouldn't of had to make my own discoveries.

    Much love to you, Eden...thank you for being you.

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