My son has a grand cross in his solar return this year and has really been under the gun. He surprised me last night when he said, “Ever since my birthday…”
He went on to explain how particularly hard things have been since he turned 8 and all I could do was nod and commiserate because facts are facts. He then surprised me by telling me he had been having prophetic dreams.
He said he dreams something and two days later the things happens. He expressed a sort of ambivalence over the situation. On one hand I think he knows this is special, on the other hand most of the things he is dreaming that wind up happening are bad. Pretty heavy for an 8 year old, I’d say.
We wound up talking about his babyhood. I have said many times my son with his Sun conjunct Saturn has had no childhood at all. This is in spite of my best efforts which have been heroic but ineffective. He has not been spared at all. And while talking to him last night I realized that he had no babyhood either.
When my son was ten days old I took him to the pediatrician for a routine check. He was covered in little red dots I stupidly thought were freckles considering his father is a redhead. Not the case! In fact his platelets had dropped suddenly and the red dots were specks of blood that leaked up (out?) to show against the underside of the skin. Chaos ensued… turned out had he been cut in this time frame he’s have bled to death… he made it though that.
When he was six weeks old we were at the pediatrician for another routine check when a fire broke out in the building. I ran my kids down the stairs and out of that… I messed up my SI joint, but he made it through that.
When he was two weeks old, he got an ear infection, which in fact persisted until he was four months old at which point that did surgery – put tubes in his ears to save his life.
Because they just could not get rid of the infection any other way. We were way beyond trying various oral antibiotics… this kid was being shot up with antibiotics that cure anything and still the infection did not respond. Nothing like holding your 4 month old baby who has suffered pretty much constantly since birth while they put him under anesthesia… you feel your baby go limp in your arms.
So when you put all this together, you can see this is no easy babyhood. And he liked hearing about this last night. In fact, as I filled in him on the details of his trauma he basically asked me why he was not informed of this sooner.
So now the kid is having a hellacious year but he is finding out what he is made of, I’ll tell you that. And this brings me back to my first words unfortunately blurted when I first saw his chart 10 hours after he was born:
“He is going to have to survive his childhood but after that? Look out!”
And I still believe that. My son is going to be one unstoppable human being and he’s sweet to, so ladies get in line.
Anyone else have a traumatic babyhood? How do you think this affected you?