{"id":5663,"date":"2009-11-16T21:31:44","date_gmt":"2009-11-17T02:31:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=5663"},"modified":"2009-11-16T21:31:44","modified_gmt":"2009-11-17T02:31:44","slug":"bringing-home-the-baby-bumble-bee-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/?p=5663","title":{"rendered":"Bringing home the baby bumble bee"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I was at my mom&#8217;s bedside this afternoon, she kept patting the sheet down on her right side, and making a little indent in the bed with the back of her thin, bruised hand. I asked her what she was doing and she said, &#8220;Making room for the baby.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Everyone knows that W.C. Fields said, &#8220;Your parents fuck up the first half of your life, and your kids fuck up the second.&#8221; When people asked why I didn&#8217;t have children, I used to say that my parents did double time on me in the first half. It was better than being a whiner and saying, &#8220;I&#8217;M BARREN&#8221; a la Holly Hunter in <em>Raising Arizona<\/em> &#8211; although I wasn&#8217;t barren, I was just incapable of keeping any of the babies I made.<\/p>\n<p>Do you ever have nagging prescient thoughts? I do. A week before my father died, I thought to myself that he was driving everyone crazy &#8211; I was sitting at a table with my sister-in-laws and my mother and everyone was talking about how dad, the rage-aholic, was making each of their lives miserable in some way &#8211; I thought I wonder if he died if all this would end. And he did &#8211; and then I had the guilt of the century thinking I had wished it. But the truth is, it did end.<\/p>\n<p>Now I know I don&#8217;t have any real power. But why is it that I preminisced the end to the salad days with Steve and me, and that I would return home and it happened? Why did I have an epiphany on the #42 bus in San Francisco that I would meet him? Why did I look across a crowd of Mardi Gras revelers and see Tatjana and know in that second that my life would not be the same? And why is it that I&#8217;ve felt a nagging feeling for the past five years, that I couldn&#8217;t welcome a child while I was taking care of my mother and now they are crossing paths?<\/p>\n<p>They say the gift of a writer is second sight &#8211; the ability to see into the usual but understand the unusual. Right now we&#8217;re treading water &#8211; mom is dying and the baby is about to be born &#8211; will I have a moment to briefly introduce my child to my mother? Will this be my child?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was at my mom&#8217;s bedside this afternoon, she kept patting the sheet down on her right side, and making a little indent in the bed with the back of her thin, bruised hand. I asked her what she was doing and she said, &#8220;Making room for the baby.&#8221; Everyone knows that W.C. Fields said, &#8220;Your parents fuck up the first half of your life, and your kids fuck up the second.&#8221; When people&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5663","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-main"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1kHSD-1tl","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5663","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5663"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5663\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5664,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5663\/revisions\/5664"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5663"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5663"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.dangermond.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5663"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}