Mary was up at 3:30 am with contractions. John was up because he's 3 years old. Mary kept putting him back to bed.
Me? I was oblivious (did you hear that? "Oblivious!") [by the way, for those who didn't waste their lives with late night TV or Drive-In movies, that's a reference to the opening of the 1977 movie Empire of the Ants staring Joan Collins]
So, I got up early, because John decided to sleep in our bed. Mary was out on the couch in the living room trying to time contractions while getting some sleep. She though that her time of travail might be upon her. So, in the morning, what does she decide to do? Weed all the garden and her flower beds. This is a kind of Active Inactivity which she hoped would hasten labor. Well, she got what she wanted.
John and I walked around snapping photos of various things and doing odd jobs for Mary. So we took photos of dragon flies, birds, flowers, and anything that tickled our fancy.
Mary kept up her Active Inactivity.
If that sounds Zen to some of you, well, kind-of, it is. But that's just my whimsical way of describing what she was doing.
"Fragile are the wings of the dragon fly...." [a Kung-Fu TV series reference]
John loves flowers. He's too young to be self-concerned with his appearance. So when Mary asked him to take some weeds she had pulled out to dump, he put the flower pot that held the weeds on his head when it was empty.
Then he went back to enjoying the flowers. He's kind of like "Ferdinand" by Munro Leaf and Robert Lawson.
Cheryl B is recovering in GF hospital. She's in a lot of pain, but her recovery from surgery is going well. Please keep her in your prayers.
And, yes, we went to the hospital today. We left at 1pm. But that's for the next post.