how is it possible?

how is it possible that i read these two stories within the same sitting...

both so tragic.  one, at the hand of his own mother.  the other, at the hand of god.

i had heard the uproar of this story, but hadn't read much about the details.  how could anyone do that to their own child?  for doing what babies do.  there are so many alternatives to unraveling completely.  hard to wrap my mind around it when it's something i want so badly.

and then there's this one.  a pint-sized little fighter.  and it's so beautifully written.

the arrival of a new little one.

this post is so over due! 

with a girls' weekend trip last weekend, followed by one crazy work week and then a trip to michigan this weekend...i have neglected my blog readers and i have failed to announce the arrival of...

drumroll p l e a s e.....................

hudson ryan davis

the first grand baby on my husband's side...and my first nephew!

stats:

born 11.11.11

8 lbs 5 oz.

22 in. long

the cutest head of dark hair

he wasn't intended to arrive until thanksgiving day, but he was ready to join the world a little sooner than everyone expected.  and aren't we glad he did!

*the pictures are courtesy of glory photography.  the photographer just so happens to be hudson's aunt (daddy's sister).  you will not regret visiting glory's facebook page.  and if you really like 'em, book them!  amy and christy don't disappoint!

go ahead and gawk at a few more!

daddy loves baseball

hats knitted by his grandma

snug as a bug

finally getting to meet him after my girls' trip!

i mean, seriously...

 and through the c-section scars, the excitement of welcoming her new son into the world and the hormone rollercoaster...tara (my amazing s.i.l. and this lucky guy's mommy) had the heart to ask me how i was doing.  how i was feeling.  because she's that good.

i told you here that we'd have so much to be thankful for this thanksgiving.  and, boy, is it true.  i'm thankful for this little guy and his mommy and daddy.  he couldn't have a better pair of parents.  and that...is the truth.

**i am anticipating that i will inundate you withblog posts this week, as i only work monday and tuesday.  i will make up for lost time. 

**as for an update on us.  there is no update.  i wish there were.  .....we're hopeful.

call your girlfriend.

i can't get this song out of my head.  their voices are gorgeous and the harmonies are amazing.

one of those cases where the cover is so much better than the original.

there's no way to explain that outfit and the odd dancing going on.

 

hope. patience. pray. repeat.

words of hope find their way to me.  friends send them.  i dog-ear things i see...or pin them.

my dear dear dear friend, audrey, "designed" this and sent it to me.  i made it my phone's wallpaper.  i love it.  a little reminder each time i get on my bb (which is a lot).

 

it's a funny thing, ...that hope.

some pinterest finds that i needed to see.


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web surfing.

for anyone out there who's interested...some sites that i've found useful/comforting/enlightening as of late.

here is website dedicated to  spreading awareness of low progesterone in pregnancy.  it is filled with real life stories.

here is a website i posted a while back, but i thought i'd post again.  actual pictures of your "cervix cycle" in different stages and under different circumstances.  a real handy website if your charting.  maybe handy isn't a good word.

here is a miscarriage forum.  i find forums helpful some days and then not so helpful others.  i never share.  i just read.

 

let's have coffee.

in two weeks, i am going to visit some friends.  friends i went to grad school with.  friends i spent just about every waking hour with for a year and a half.  really.  great.  friends.  typically, we spend the better part of our mornings and into the afternoon drinking coffee, eating peanut butter and banana toast (which we have affectionately coined as da bomb) and chatting...catching up.  i can't wait for that.

if you were having coffee with me, you might learn:

i'm in a pretty constant state of worry lately.  worried that things may not go as planned.  i've got it under control for the most part, but idle hands can be bad for me.

i get anxious thinking of december 7th and there isn't a day that goes by lately that i don't think about the belly i should have or would have had.

i wish i could spend a day off with my mom, sister and my niece, who live in new york.  stop and get a pedi or just go see a movie on a friday night.  the older i get, the more i can't stand the distance.

i might let my dog on the couch when jake isn't home...even though that is a no no.  and maybe the bed.

on any given night, we have about 7-10 pillows on our bed and that is not a joke.  one pillow is in the middle for us both to lean on and there's definitely a between the leg pillow and two for the head.  among others.

i sing "these are a few of my favorite things" to myself at night when a scary situation presents itself.  raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens...bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.

i am uber excited for the arrival of our nephew, hudson [which may happen sooner than expected] and i'm also waiting to hear about another friend's little one due any day now!

i've been teaching idioms, or figurative language, to some students i have.  one, in particular, who has autism.  i get a kick out of how he pretty much speaks in idioms lately.  "mrs. menz, i'm all ears!"  "mrs. menz, i'm on top of the world because i got 100%."  "mrs. menz, it's raining cats and dogs!".  it's the cutest thing ever.

i'm pretty excited about the latest twilight installment.  and i'm not even really a huge twi-hard.

that's it for now.  i'm out of coffee.  and remy wants to snuggle on the couch. 

maybe a refill soon.  :)
and p.s. - can i get a few fingers crossed for hope right now?  danke!