What's the Dealio, Yo?

My second blog is just a ranting session regarding the last few weeks of life outside of a new baby in the house. I started a philosophy course that I ended up postponing due to Jasper's arrival. It was just too much at one time, and the text is sooooooo dry. I hope I pull this off next week. Lots of reading to do. My wife's family has been in a bit of a soap opera due to a few simple statements being very misconstrued and blown out of proportion. It makes life very difficult here because my wife is concerned, and human nature is to want to fix everything. She has been out of the loop, and the fact that she was somehow dragged into this mess in the first place leaves a sour taste in my mouth. There a few people that just need to chilax, remember what's most important, stop with the word vomit, get over it, grow a set, learn how to deal with conflict, and learn when selective reporting is the best method. It looks like we will not be going to San Diego this summer, which is kind of a bummer, but it may be for the best.
Work is just a chaotic mess of crap all the time. I cannot believe the amount of stress I allow it to cause me, even when I have so many wonderful things going on in my life right now. There is a promotional opportunity at work, an associate director position, and I have applied for it. I am sure interviews will start sometime this week. I am very interested to see the outcome. Of course, being completely bias, I feel I am the best candidate for the job and I will probably provide more success than Victoria. She has started a rumor, denied it, lied to me about the simplest things, and is now attempting to work with my employees on everything. I am getting so sick of it! The only way I will truly get this job is if my supervisor can really tell what is going on and knows how Victoria operates. I question whether she knows what's going on or not. I am also supposed to be hiring two more people for this position that no one really knows about because we are piloting the position. We have three folks coming up here from the Springs this week, and my boss will be out for three of the five days. I go through all of these scenarios in my head, how I am going to react, what could make or break the situation the last few days, what my family and I are going to do if this does not pan out well, and finally, even if this does pan out well to where I get the job, how to I handle Victoria under me? My team is doing fairly well, but all of my attention seems to be focused on getting this silly job. I will keep you posted.

Feeling Strangely Fine

Hello Everyone,

I apologize I have not blogged in quite some time. Many things have popped up the last three weeks that will probably change the direction my life was heading forever. How could it not? I would like to welcome my son into the world, 'Jasper' was born on February 11th at 4:36 AM. What an adventure that was. Belleza woke me up shortly after midnight because she was reeling from a contraction. By 1 AM, the contractions started to get a little more intense. I really thought I had another day or two to prepare for Jasper's arrival, but he had other plans. By 2:30, the contractions were six minutes apart, we woke up our friends to let them know we were bringing the kids by, and I started to panic a little just because it finally clicked that the time had arrived. We have experienced a very mild winter this year, but it just so happened that it snowed about three inches that very evening, so I knew we were in for an interesting ride to the hospital. By the time I finally got the stuff in the car, the children up and in the car, and then Belleza in the car because she was contracting non-stop at that point, I was frazzled and it was 3 AM. We dropped the kids off, I roared out of our neighborhood, onto the freeway, and away we went. I do believe we had some Divine intervention because the roads were not awful, but I couldn't go as fast as I wanted to. Belleza was over in the passenger seat telling me to go to another hospital, hyperventilating, and trying to keep track of her breathing at the same time. I tried to help when I could, and ultimately, the decision was made to go to our original hospital. We pulled in at 3:45 AM. I left the car running, unlocked, and walked Belleza into the ER. They took a few minutes to get the wheelchair there, but they made it. I went out and parked the car, grabbed our stuff, and made it up to the room in enough time to catch all of the action. My wife decided to do all of this naturally, and it was a good thing. She was a real trooper, other than getting a little to excited with her breathing, she did wonderfully. The OBGYN made it just in enough time to catch, so literally, after about 15 minutes of pushing, tops, Jasper was born. He was 21.5 inches long and weighed 7 lbs. 13 oz. He had a ton of thick, black hair. It almost looked like he had a wig on. Belleza bled a little longer than they wanted, so we stayed in the delivery room a bit longer, but other than that, everything went great. Family and friends came, were notified, and the two girls were very excited to see the little baby. He has been a very good sleeper, a well-mannered little baby, and everyone just thinks he is the cutest thing. He is the noisiest sleeper I have ever heard. I cannot get over how much he grunts, clears his throat, sighs, and otherwise makes random noises. Oldest sister is my three year old mommy, and my middle is now figuring out where her place is in this world. I have nicknamed her my little emotional one. She is a character. I will certainly keep you updated on his progress.