Things Happen...

So, yeah, once again, the writing of the Baby Phee blog is interrupted by the things in life that happen in order for there to be anything to post to the blog at all, capice?

Here is a minor list of major things that have happened these past few weeks.

1. My father's mother, my grandmother Beatrice Phelan passed away at the age of 91 last wednesday, Feb 20th. She was preceded by my grandfather, Louis Phelan almost exactly 10 years earlier. My memories of my grandparents are great. They were always very loving very happy to get visits from us, as we were from them. Right now, as I picture them both, they are smiling and I hear their voices and I feel nothing but love and warmth from them to me. Being far away and in another state, I personally did not keep in contact and close to them as I could have. I believe that's due to a combination of not only distance but the age I was at and the stages of my life I was going through. Not a great excuse, I know, but at least I admit it. As I get older, I want to know more about their lives before they had kids. I want to know more about the past. I feel I have just a little better understanding of that on the Flanagan side and they are still with us. But growing up, as a child you don't think about that kind of stuff as much. Overwhelmingly, we know they loved us. It was a beautiful wake and ceremony and I got to see people I hadn't for a while, though I wish it were under better circumstances.

2. I started a new job. I didn't want to leave my old one, but that sweet kind of gig doesn't come around every day nor does it last forever when it is based on a grant, and I had it for four years. I didn't need the stress of looking for and transitioning to a new job two months before our baby is due, and we certainly didn't to deal with the messed up system that is this country's health care system under the current junta of the Republican rule, but as the guy in Amadeus said, "There it is."
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But everything is okay now on the job and the insurance front. There was nary a bump as I had a last day at one job on Friday the 29th of February, and started the new one that following Monday. And note, I was offered the job the day after hearing my Grandmother died and the day before my birthday. There it is, exactly.

3. We started birth classes also Tuesday, Feb 19th. They are, to me, strangely enough, very relaxing and a calm little escape amongst everything else lately and a time for me and Amy to be by ourselves and focused on what's to come. And it looks like Amy is going to be in a lot of pain. A lot. I mean, I knew that, but really, ow.

4. Speaking of my birthday, right in the middle of all that swirl of activity, I turned a ripe 36 of age. I guess I am an adult for reals now. I have a wife, child on way, house, mini-van, dog and two cats. I have life insurance, I have a 401k and all that crap. Sloan, baby of mine to be, I love you and I hope you make me forget about all that other stuff (except your mommy) more than I even think you will.

My brain hurts lately. I am so exhausted lately as well. I now it's not going to get any better, but things will make me more happy than I ever imagined as well. That's good enough for me to go on now.