Monday, August 23, 2010

ring around the rosey...

yesterday evening, chaos entered the usually (ok, that's a lie) calm interior of the hodge podge lodge.  my wedding ring would not come off my ring finger.  i tried soaking the hand in ice water, using lotion, and spraying it with windex (no, i'm not greek, but i did read about this allegedly "tried and true" remedy on the web).  john tried some tricks with some string, but to no avail.  the thing is stuck on my hand.  while the rational side of me knows that this is probably due to the god awful heat and humidity coupled with the fact that i decided to make homemade spaetzle (so i was stuck in a stifling kitchen for most of the day), i am still panic-stricken.  i am not in any sort of pain and the general concensus among my go-to mommies seems to be to leave the ring until cooler weather.  continuing to fiddle with it will probably only increase the swelling and ensure that someone will have to cut the thing off (which my fragile emotional state could not, at this point, bear).   still, this seems to be some sort of pregnancy milestone about which i'd rather not have to worry.

however, i suppose it'll all be worth it when, soon, i have my very own little man at which to gaze adoringly.  introducing, my new nephew, michael paul.

i know what you're thinking.  "did you steal that picture from some precious baby ad?"  no, in fact, i did not.  my nephew is just ridiculously good-looking.  he's a teeny tiny model (how could he not be?  he takes after his aunt, clearly!)  our family (on my husband's side) has been blessed with this miniature joy... who was born august 13.  he's a little over one week old, but has somehow managed to capture the hearts of everyone he meets.  (imagine the power!  not even awake, but still able to wrap everyone around his little finger!)  i am quite possibly the proudest aunt there ever was.  for real.

the little peanut kept everyone in suspense for a good two weeks, as he hemmed and hawed about making his grand debut.  when we finally got the call that he was on his way, it seemed like the 6 or 7 hours of additional waiting took an eternity.  then the little mister arrived... and we were on our way to meet him.  uncle johnny finally held a real live baby, and i think both of us got just a little bit more excited (if that's even possible) for our own little guy to arrive... soon! 

the arrival of little MPF was also a great end to a week that had started out a bit more somber.  john's grandfather passed away after a long battle with cancer.  it was an honor to have been given the opportunity to say good-bye to a man who so loved his family and set such a wonderful example for us all.  pa always made you feel like you were the most important person in the room.  he would eagerly listen to our stories of new adventures and plans with a contented smile on his face, and when it was his turn to reply, would exclaim "how wonderful!"  he was a precious man, and someone i feel blessed to have had in my life.  we will miss him dearly, and we will treasure the wonderful memories we have of him.  i am sure he's watching over us all, smiling over his adorable new great-grandson. 

the monumental changes of the past few weeks have, of course, impacted my pregnant and emotional self.  i suppose it's just been another big reminder to treasure the times you have with your loved ones and to live loudly in each moment you're given.  hold that bitty baby just a little longer, and squeeze your grandparents just a little tighter.  a wonderful week to each of you,


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