Working Girl

So the Rangers loose again - just a little rant: We should have just given them the trophy and not have wasted our energy on playing a game 7!

I've been working a lot lately.  Poor Jack has been without his mommy, but daddy has been taking charge.  Blake hasn't been brave enough to give Jack his cereal but does all of his other daddy duties perfectly!  Work has just been short staffed and lots of patients...and while I don't mind my job and tell patients all the time that I'd rather they come in for nothing that they though may be something then ignore it and they should have come in.... but A RANDOM PAIN YOU HAVE HAD FOR THE LAST MONTH DOES NOT REQUIRE EMERGENCY EVALUATIONG AT 2AM ON TUESDAY NIGHT! CALL YOUR DOCTOR IN THE MORNING! - Just sayin...

 Jack is growing so fast!  He had his 4 month appointment on Monday and tipped the scales at 5lbs 10oz (63%ile)and 25inches (51%ile)!

Babies and Baseball

I type this as Jack sits on my lap, cooing - for once today, a happy baby.  Our family is very into Rangers baseball.  I've grown out of it some (don't follow them as religiously as I used to) but I grew up watching the Rangers.  My dad used to take me to games at the old Ballpark and then when they opened the new stadium 18 years go (really?!?) he bought season tickets...he's had them ever since..  I'd love for Jack to get into baseball like I did growing up.  I hope my dad can take him to Rangers games when he's a little older...but for now, I've learned the hard way through this years playoff series.... loud exciting cheering REALLY TICKS JACK OFF! :P
BTW - tonight's loud cheering wasn't worth it... and with that, the happy baby is crying again.  I think it's time for bed!

Posting Virgin

There are several reasons/excuses I've had for never posting a blog before but I'll go straight to the fact that I'm just not that interesting!  So, if I'm so unappealing then why am I now starting this?  Well, because my life has changed a lot...and somehow a baby makes me interesting...

On to Jack:
Jackson George was born on June 22.  He has a lot of nick names to our family.  My mom called him "JG", my sister and her brood call him "Baby Jack", my dad (Papou (his grandpa name)) has taken to calling him BJ (for "Baby Jack"), and Daddy calls him "Jack-a-roo", but to me he's just "Jack"... my precious lil'man. 
He's 4 months old and growing like a weed!  I can't believe how fast he is growing and changing.  His newest things include grabbing his feet, sucking his thumb, and eating rice cereal!

I will also use this blog as an outlet... so just a fair warning to all of you:
The last year has involved a lot of emotion for my family.  Those of you that know me know that my grandfather passed away 3 days before his Jack was born and my mom passed away 3 months after.  In my mind I struggle a lot with the fact that my life goes on around all of that.  That Jack will continue to grow and learn and become a man without them in his life etc... etc...

I may even post vents about my job (nothing specific, thank you HIPAA!) and may not be anything related to any real patients...in fact.. I may have made it up... maybe...:
Something we were talking about at work tonight - I love when birth just happens - believe it or not, our bodies actually do know what to do!  This does not mean I think Home Births are safe or smart... I see too much go wrong to believe that; however, I do think that we interviene a little too much at times (and no, actually most of the time I feel it's at the request of the patient, not just the doctor).