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Joy: From the Ground Up

Wonder of Wonders November 23, 2013

Grunting. Groaning. Grimacing. Mom has been doing a whole lot of these things lately. “Don’t mock me,” she said tonight (when dad started teasing her about the proceeding grunt), “I’m growing a person here.”

Apparently that person is making basic things-like breathing-very challenging these days. And something has caused the ribs on her right side to be in a great deal of pain. Her doctor person has said this “popped rib” could be caused by a myriad of things relating to the pregnancy, including (but not limited to) the fact that baby Schmidt is currently sideways. My future little person is sideways and kicking on mom’s ribs from the inside.

JoyIt all sounds so awful. And it is painful to watch. Again dad and I stand by, longing to help somehow, but knowing there is nothing we can do. Until today. Today we were all reminded what is happening (albeit it uncomfortable right now) is a pretty spectacular miracle.

A banner told me so. “A Little Miracle,” it read. It was part of the decorations at grandma’s house for the baby shower, which I now know is different from the shower in the bathroom where my people clean themselves. (I was in quite the quandary the last time my people left to go to a shower).

But I’ve since learned my lesson. This is a different kind of shower. This is a type of showering of love on a person (or people) celebrating something special. This is a baby shower. And this time I even got to participate! It was very different than my last baby shower experience, when I relied only on the stories my people shared with each other afterward to understand the happenings of the day. This time I witnessed games and presents and (most importantly) joy. From the ground up, it was everywhere today.

It didn’t take long for me to realize today was about more than the bundle of joy. It was a celebration of the miracle of life. I know it hasn’t felt much like a miracle lately with all the grunting, groaning and grimacing going on. But it’s not about that. It’s about the miracle. The life. My mom is indeed eight months into growing a person. And from what I can tell as an observer it’s not an easy job. American author Norah Ephron went as far as to suggest “if pregnancy were a book they would cut the last two chapters.”

I may not be the one going through it (watching it is painful enough for me), but I can honestly say I can’t even consider cutting the last two chapters. Because it’s a miracle. It’s life. The end is the beginning. And I can’t wait for it to start.


22 Responses to “Wonder of Wonders”

  1. huntmode Says:

    Oh yes! Wyles, yes, yes, yes – Life is a miracle! So glad you got to go to the baby shower. That’s Grandmas for you – they are always there for the smallest in the family!

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  3. Lyn Says:

    Oh your poor Mom, a popped rib is no fun 😦 I remember when I was 6 1/2 months pregnant with my ‘baby boy’ – several centuries ago – I had to have my gall bladder out. Daniel would put his feet under the stitches (all 23 of them) and kick or give a big stretch. I’d give the area a little spank and he would wobble like a jelly. We both came through delivery unscathed and yesterday was his baby boy’s 3rd birthday 😀

    • That gall bladder stuff is scary! They told mom that could be the problem for her too, so they’re keeping an eye on it…and I’m praying. Lots of praying going on around here. Glad to hear things worked out in the end though…happy belated birthday to your grandson! 🙂

  4. The ending IS the beginning, Wiles! I didn’t think of that! Whew! I can’t wait till this ends ……and begins! Yay!

    Love and licks,

  5. That’s true. I’m so excited to see the little human!

  6. MaggieMay Says:

    I only have one tip for you Wiley – watch out for you tail and ears when the little humans arrives. According to my sisters cats my nephew are their best friend, except for when I tried to chew on their tails and when he was making lots of no-fun-noise! 🙂

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  8. Very true, though I’m sure for your mom its more uncomfortable and a bit scary right now.

    • Fear is never a good thing for my mom. It does bad things to her. So you’re right about that unfortunately. All I can do is cuddle and hope and pray for better things to come. 😉

  9. Reblogged this on Wiley's Wisdom and commented:

    A little miracle indeed.

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