My Husband is Giving Birth
My husband is giving birth.
It has been a long gestation and a hard labor. I
remind him to breath and there is the constant “push, push, push…” of buttons
on the computer. I bring him ice chips
(bathed in bourbon) to keep up his strength but we are both tiring.
The cursing and cries of despair are
more than I can take. I am just hoping
for his water to break and the inevitable crowning that will mark the beginning
of the end. It should be soon. I can’t take much more. He can’t take much more. This eclipse can’t get here too soon.
Tom has planned on viewing this
eclipse for the quarter century I have known him. He is an amateur astronomer and this is the
eclipse always knew we could share with family and friends. This is the big one.
Fourteen states will be on the
line of totality for this eclipse.
Indeed, no one in North America will be left out. If you are in Inuvik, in the Yukon Territory
inside the Arctic Circle, or on the southern tip of the Baja in Mexico, you
will still see 25% of this eclipse. That
encompasses a lot of people; a lot of territory; a lot of science. The music of the sphere is about to put on
one almighty big concert.
The basics of an eclipse are easy
to understand. If you have a clock on
the wall you can hold your thumb up in front of you and block out the entire
face of the clock. Your thumb isn’t as
big as the clock, but it is closer to you, so it covers more of your field of
vision. Likewise, a moon that is much
smaller than the sun, but much closer to Earth’s “eye” can block out the sun. Of course, that means that the path of the
Earth, sun and moon must coincidently end up in the same line. Mathematically, we can figure when and where
that alignment will happen. If a train
is running around a track at a regular speed you can time when it will always
pass point A. If a second train is
running on a different track, at a different speed, you can time when it will
pass the same point. You can also
calculate when both trains will pass the same point at the same time. Eclipses don’t sneak up on us. There are books that track them for hundreds
of years both into the past and the future.
So, Tom has been planning this
baby for decades. But that doesn’t mean
he is having an easy time of it. Our
motor home is currently parked in Ft. Morgan, Colorado. We can travel north, east or west to the line
of totality which is a scant 2 hours away.
We are self-contained. Our water
tanks are full, our waste tanks are empty, and the larder is stocked. We are like Coach Bear Bryant’s football team
“…agile, mobile and hostile.”
None of this is helping Tom. He is laboring to deliver a perfect eclipse. Where
will the best seeing be? Where will the
clouds pop up—damn them? He is comparing
at least three different weather forecasts, NASA, NOAA, and the Weather
Channel. Everything is in flux. Tension
is rising. Decisions made yesterday are
discarded today. I am staying as far
away from the delivery room as possible.
But—every once in a while—I start thumbing the blade of my best kitchen
knife and wonder—is a Caesarian the answer?
Enjoy the eclipse and keep the
faith.
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