December 7, 2012 @ 19:36
'Welcome back. I know I've said this before, but this time I mean it. With the lousy weather having settled in, and for the moment Humble and I not doing a terrestrial radio show, I have more time on my hands.. so.. I'm going to get back to it.. I'm going to post at least one thing a day.'
Well that didn't last too long. I guess you are busy.
Fair enough Gary, I said one thing and then I did another. But I really do have an excuse.
Last Sunday, just as I was about to sit down and write, we got a call from my son in law Josh that my daughter Melanie had gone into labour. Needless to say, we jumped in the car and headed for the hospital where were waited anxiously for the next seven hours.
Then, about 8:30 eastern time, Sunday, December 5th all of our lives changed. Melanie gave birth to a beautiful seven pound, 14 ounce baby boy.
John Richard Arnold. John, because Melanie and Josh like the name, and Richard after my father who Melanie adored.
Excuse me for excusing myself Gary, but his arrival has taken up most of the week and it pushed blogging to the background again.
As much as I appreciate your concern, I can't really give a shit.
As I've said many times before, the blog is free so I don't really owe anyone anything. I appreciate that its widely read, but it's something that can easily get knocked down my priority list.
But all that aside, let me describe what a wonderful week it's been.
Baby John was expected on Monday the 3rd, so he was actually a day early, however from what we had been told about first pregnancies, we assumed he might arrive later than sooner.
But he had different plans and by Sunday night we were all rejoicing in the typical things. He had five fingers and five toes, his heart beat was strong and his breathing was perfect.
A healthy baby boy was now part of our world.
As exciting as it's been for Delyse and I as first time grandparents it's been dream come true for Melanie and Josh.
From as far back as I can remember, Melanie has always loved kids and she always looked forward to the day she would become a mother. It was so much fun to watch her and Josh prepare for the big day and when it arrived it was something I'll never forget.
Delyse and I, along with my son Danny and his girlfriend Sophia sat in the waiting room for a couple of hours wondering what the hell was going on.
It was nerve wracking.
Then the moment arrived that we were all waiting for, Josh came around the corner and said, "would you like to meet your grandson?"
That's all it took. My emotions ran wild and I tried to hold back the tears until I at least saw the kid.
And what a sight that was.
To walk in the room and to see our grandson lying on his mother's chest, just minutes after he was born was almost too much to comprehend.
My legs got rubbery and the tears started to flow. I looked at Melanie, gave her a kiss and I said hello to my grandson for the first time.
Something like, "hello little guy."
It really was surreal. From the moment we found out Melanie was pregnant I kept wondering what that first moment would be like, and so did Delyse.
Well let me tell you, it was every bit as great as I thought it would be. To look at the child of your child with assurance that everything is OK and he's healthy and he's strong is like nothing I've ever felt before.
And since then, it's only gotten better. Every night this week we've been at Melanie's house. Delyse has actually stayed there.
We've all just stood around staring at John, taking it all in and falling more and more in love with him as each minute passes.
It's hard to believe how seven measly pounds of humanity can represent so much, change so many lives and cause so much reflection and love.
Delsye and I don't know how we're going to handle it. Because John is a newborn we can be at the house every night and pitch in, we have an excuse, but that's not going to last forever and eventually we're going to have to go a day or two without seeing him.
We've got to remember he's not our son, he's our grandson and he won't be living with us. He'll be with his mom and dad, and oh what a lucky kid he is from that standpoint.
Melanie can't help but kiss him constantly and the look of pride on Josh's face is something not easily described.
These are two good people who I'm sure will raise a good child.
Last night as I held him I kept thinking about the first time he sits up, the first time he recognizes me, the first time he says Papa, the first time he walks and the first time he catches a ball.
And then I caught myself, because I've got to watch myself. I can't get too far ahead of myself because I remember how quickly my own kids grew up.
I'm going to step back, take a breath and enjoy every minute along the way. Not be in a hurry for anything because it all moves so quickly on its own.
This feeling of love is powerful. John's arrival has made me reassess everything this week.
I love Melanie more for what's she's been through, I love Josh more for what he's helped accomplish, I love Delyse more because she gave me Melanie and I love my son Danny more because he too is part of the whole wonderful package.
When I look at John I see an extension of a family I'm very proud of. He's our own flesh and blood.
It's been a great week, and I'm sure it will be the beginning of a great life.
The life of John Richard Arnold.