6 Jan

I finished Tom Stone’s Zeus: A Journey Through Greece in the Footsteps of a God today.

I thought this was a great overview of the story of Zeus, and thus the mythological and historical background of the Greek people.  It was written with a huge background of research, but also in a highly relatable and entertaining way.  I was really pleased with the book as a whole and will definitely be looking into other works by Tom Stone.

It also made me miss Greece, which I had a chance to go to this month but would not have been able to pay for.  Good thing too, since even if I had found a way to finagle the finances, I would still be on the couch right now.


Speaking of being couch-bound, I am doing pretty well.  For the most part, I am in good spirits and genuinely enjoying the chance to catch up on my reading and internet.  I am, at heart, LAZY.  However, I do have passing moments of frustration.  It seems like about once a week I have a bad day where I am sad and frustrated, and as such prone to crying.  Those days pass easily though, and are usually followed by even more upbeat days than normal… so I think I am still maintaining a balance.

I am physical pretty uncomfortable sometimes, though various arrangements of pillows, blankets, and leg positions seem to releive the worst of that.  Yesterday I had a total emotional breakdown over an episode of House.  Among other things, the episode featured a dying teenage girl being presented with her newborn daughter, previsouly thought to have died at birth.  I wept uncontrollably for a half hour or so, feeling totally desperate and afraid.

And so, I feel the need to get something out there that I know will shock no one.  I am so in love with this little girl, so desperately heartset on looking into her eyes and holding her warm, healthy body next to mine.  I know that there are no guarantees, which is mostly what brought on yesterday’s total emotional collapse.  I don’t know how I will survive without her.  As she tumbles around in my belly, even now offering a hearty kick in the direction of the ambient warmth emanating from the laptop, I am utterly devoted to her.

Miss Evi Ruth, you are the keeper of my heart.

In all of this, I have not lost sight of my son.  Aodin is always with me, his sweet precious memory increasing the depth of my devotion to his sister, enriching the love I have for both of my children, and tinging even the sweetest moments with the shadow of loss.  I would not trade it, not for anything.


In other completely non-shocking news, my husband deserves to be sainted, or at the least knighted, for his behavior of late.  He does everything now, and never complains about any of it.  He sleep is interuppted as I toss and turn, constantly shifting in the determined search for that ever elusive comfortable sleeping position.  He wakes up, walks the dog, and sets out my healthy breakfast within reach of my daytime perch on the living room couch.  He makes sure I have a book to read, places any newly arrived magazines within my reach, and has relocated the power cords to the laptop and my cell phone so that I can find them both.

He comes home from work every afternoon for lunch, warming up leftovers or making us sandwiches.  He adds baby carrots and sliced apples and brings me a glass of Gatorade.  He sits with me while we eat and watch episodes of Angel.  He walks to dog again, and goes back to work.

In the evening, he comes home and walks to dog.  He takes out the trash, does the dishes, and cooks our dinner.  He makes brownies or cookies so that we always have something sweet for dessert.  He cleans, he does both my laundry and his, and he is always careful to be sure my water glass (complete with festively colored bendy straw for easy access) is full.

He never complains.  He never hesitates.  He constantly asks how I am doing, and chases me back to the couch if I seem to have stood for too long.  He watches over me, he kisses me hello and goodbye every time he comes or goes.  He insists that I owe him nothing in return and should only be concentrating on my health and that of our daughter.  He even swears a saintly lack of issue with the fact that intimacy is generally out of the question for the next five months or so.

In short, he is perfection in the shape of a man.  I would do anything for him, and I am already plotting ways to make his life as easy as possible the moment I am allowed to function properly again.  Until then, I will do as he asks and take the best possible care of me and Miss Evi.  Forget Zeus, I married a god.


10 Responses to “Zeus”

  1. a January 6, 2009 at 1:05 pm #

    Your husband sounds wonderful. So, that means when the baby is here and he sleeps through every night while you have to get up to feed/change/soothe the baby, you will only smile, right?

    I’ve been reading Bitter is the new Black, and I have to agree – this woman appears (from her writing) to be a self-aggrandizing windbag. Keep those book reviews coming! Maybe I’ll actually take your advice next time.

  2. Amy January 6, 2009 at 2:15 pm #

    I think I would like to have Aaron come stay with me! No, I’m not on bedrest but it sure sounds like he’s my kinda man!!

    Keeping you, Aaron, Aodin and Evi in my thoughts!

    Wishing you peace and all the happiness you deserve!

  3. Mommy January 6, 2009 at 2:50 pm #

    I KNOW Aaron and she’s isn’t even exaggerating!!! She is so fortunate; but SO IS HE!!! Evi is one lucky/blessed (& very precious) baby girl!!

  4. Brandee January 6, 2009 at 3:40 pm #

    You both are amazing… and you’re going to have one amazing little girl. I’m glad you’re making the best of being on bedrest -I just can’t imagine, and I’m praying for you a LOT.

  5. Tara January 6, 2009 at 3:58 pm #

    And this is part of why I love him. I love him because he loves you as much as you love him. Sending all of you my love and kisses for nana.

  6. Caryn January 6, 2009 at 6:06 pm #

    Give Aaron a big ol’ hug from all of us. We are thankful that he takes care of you so you can take care of Evi. *hugs all around*

  7. Bex January 6, 2009 at 7:21 pm #

    Mr. Pants is not a saint orrr a knight… he’s a JEDI!!!!! hehehe. 🙂

  8. KennethSF January 7, 2009 at 5:32 am #

    Obviously, you’re on good terms with Zeus. That’s why he sent Aphrodite to pair you up with your saintly hubby.

    So the next time you see Aphrodite, can you put in a good word for me too? 😉

  9. irunwithscissors January 7, 2009 at 11:10 am #

    Oh yea! Im soo glad to hear you are doing well! I want to call, but my phone had a very unfortunate accident involving soda, so Ill have to talk to you one day after momma gets home!

    oh, and not surprised at all that Aaron is being so wonderful! You sure got a good one! Love you sis! Keeping you in my thoughts!

  10. Chica January 8, 2009 at 4:25 am #

    What a lovely post about your dear hubby. I’m sure you deserve such TLC, but its so nice how appreciative you are of each other. I’m catching up on the blog stuff after my trip and am really enjoying reading about your journey with Miss Evi Ruth! (Ruth is my middle name, too :P) I like the book reviews too, I’ve been reading a lot lately. Take care and enjoy any pampering that comes your way! xx

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