Life And Times

Labor & Delivery

While I have never been a part of another labor, and while I wasn’t the one actually laboring, I gotta say The Dude seemed to arrive here relatively easily.  Here’s how it went, from what I can recall of the whirlwind:

The Girl jinxes us by commented around bedtime how it would be so great if we could get a full nights sleep and go into labor after 9am the next day.  She then starts having contractions about 20 minutes later.  They are about 10 minutes apart and by 10:30 they are about 2-3 minutes apart and we are calling the advice nurse, who tells us to come in.

We get to the hospital about 11:30 and she’s still contracting about 2 minutes part and she’s dilated 2cm.  The nurses hum and haw about whether we should be officially admitted and suggest we go for a walk around the hallways for 30 minutes or so.

We walk for 30 minutes and come back and The Girl is now 6cm dilated.  The nurses now seem to get slightly panicky about how fast she’s progressing and proceed to get us a room real quick.

By 2am The Girl is 10cm dilated and her mother arrives just in time to witness the initially pushing.  But The Dude is still too far up so the NP tells us to chill with the plan of trying again in 30 minutes.

About six “30 minutes” later, they start humming and hawing about possibly giving The Girl some pitocin to make The Dude spit out faster, which he apparently hears, because he decides it’s time and three pushes later and he’s out.

The Girl and mom get gushy, I take pictures and make phone calls.  The Dude doesn’t cry as loud as staff would like so they run a few checks on him, but in the end, he’s fine and just doesn’t like to cry that loud because he’s too cool for school.

And that was the birth experience.  Again, I didn’t go through any of the pain, but all in all it still seemed pretty easy to me.  After all the possible complications you learn about when pregnant, I was fairly surprised (and happy) that nothing bad happened.

The End Result - All 10 Fingers and Toes

People keep smiling at me and nodding knowingly like I just joined some club they’ve been a member of for decades, asking me questions like “so what’s it like having a new baby at home?” or “wasn’t the birth the greatest day of your life?” and I nod and say vaguely what’s expected, but really I have no clue.  I’m assuming these people are all speaking in hindsight or something, because for me it all seems very surreal still.  He’s cute as hell, but I have no idea who this little guy is, even though I’ve been waiting for him for what seems like a decade.

It blows my mind when I think on it and remind myself that he is 50% me.  I’m curious to see what form he will grow into, as right now his features still consist of buttons and squishiness.  Who’s eyes will he have, how tall will be?  People are already saying he has my feet, which is hopefully not true.  Otherwise, sucks to be you, little guy!

What’s in a Name?

James Richard

James Richard Kaiser
1-22-2010, 5:26AM
7.6 lbs, 20 inches

New Year’s Wishy Washes

Another Wordpress update!  Let’s start keeping track.

Christmas came and went.  I think we celebrated it four times, between The Kid, my parents, The Girl’s parents and then various in-laws.  It’s all a whirlwind now in my head.  The Girl and I hosted dinner aka I sat around and drank while she cooked all day.  As far as loot, the best thing I got was a rocking chair and high chair from my parents, which isn’t necessarily for me specifically, but it means I don’t have to buy either of those things, which pleases me immensely.  Favorite loot given?  A custom CD of The Kid singing over some tracks, given to the grandparents and created  courtesy of Audacity, which just rocks, BTW.  Here’s the cover:

New Year’s resolutions?  Well I feel like I’m channeling Fat Elvis again, which makes sense as I’m eating and drinking whatever I want and not exercising in the slightest.  Seems like I do this every year; get vigilant in the summer and fat in the winter.  Perhaps I was a bear in a previous life.  I’m liking the idea of P90X, but that would require me cleaning out the garage and buying accessories, so maybe I’ll just try across the street again.  Of course, another resolution is to actually clean out the garage, so perhaps I should do that at some point!  Otherwise I can’t think of much I want to do or change.  I got a baby coming, I figure that will take up most of this year’s time.  I don’t need to add more hobbies or missions to my agenda.

Speaking of baby, The Dude has yet to arrive still.  Not that he’s late, but I think The Girl assumed she would not go to term because The Kid escaped early. But nope, it looks like he’s going to wait until the last minute, probably because he’s lazy like his old man.

Speaking of old man, lookit:


Yep!  Can’t see no more.  The doctor said I have an astigmatism, which isn’t necessarily an old age thing and probably something I should have addressed a long time ago, but maybe she was just being nice.

Up To Date

Once again, logged into Wordpress and there is another update. Just like last month.  Six plugin updates too.  Guess I should log into Wordpress more often, eh?  Damn that Facebook.  Seriously, it’s so much easier to write, “Man this month went by fast!” as a Facebook status update over writing five paragraphs about it on this journal.   But then it’s a lot easier to look up my past adventures here than on Facebook, which doesn’t have an archive feature other than “Click Here for Older Posts.”  But do I look at my past adventures? Not really.  So maybe I’ll turn this journal into something else, but until I figure out what “else” is…

Here is the 2009 Year End Catchup, brought to you by iGoogle – helping me remember what I’ve done lately since 2006:

We celebrated Halloween much like we did last year, only with a few more kids and adults.  I still find it funny that the adults outnumber the kids on this holiday.  I don’t remember it being like that when I was a kid.  Maybe my family needs to produce more children.  (Working on it!)  Anyway, here are the kids:

And here are the bored adults:

Good times.  Next up, we had a faux-Thanksgiving at my parents house because my long-lost aunts were in town.  That was the original plan anyway, but instead we just got some deli trays because visiting is more interesting than cooking.  Here’s a picture of the original Kaiser clan where almost everyone is looking in the same direction:

Then my mother-in-law celebrated her 20th anniversary of her 21st birthday.  I have pictures but I will not post them because she doesn’t like when I do that without her signing off on the picture first, and she’s not here right now.

Then at some point last month The Girl got The Dude’s side of the room complete.  Isn’t she talented?

Wait, didn’t I already post that?  Maybe it was on Facebook.  Oh well, next!  Still in November.  My brother and his long time gal decided to get married.  Shocker, I know.  I thought they were going to do the whole “engaged forever” thing too.  Most of us didn’t see the ceremony because they don’t like public displays of affection, I guess?  But the dinner afterward was nice and everyone had a good time.  Here’s a picture where they both look about as happy as they get.

Congrats little brother!  Now we’re in December and The Girl gets the tree up ASAP because that’s how she rolls.

That’s right fellas, I did that too her!  (High Five!)  The Kid helped with the tree too, and I took pictures per usual.  Then my Best Good Friend and I went to Star Trek: The Exhibit.  It was fun, if not a bit small, and renewed my love of Trek for about three days.  And of course, I bought a bunch of overly priced photos.  Here’s one of them:

Season 3 Captain Kirk gut totally on purpose. (cough)  Then The Kid had part one of her December spoilifercation process by celebrating turning six with a blow out at Chuck’s:

And that about covers October through December, not counting Christmas of course, which hasn’t happened yet.  We’re having Christmas at our house this year, assuming The Girl doesn’t go into labor first.  Should be fun.  It feels like the last arc of this year has really flown by, and I guess I can see why now that I’ve lay it all out for myself.  I’m a lot busier than I used to be, but it’s fun.  The Girl and I have been ready for Christmas, gift-wise and decoration-wise, since November 30th.  Not sure I’m feeling it yet though. Maybe because I’m more interested in this:

He’s not due until next year, and let’s hope that’s how it plays out but…stand by!

Everything’s Bigger and Junk

Went to Austin, TX for work.  Other than layovers in airports, don’t think I’ve ever been to Texas before.  Can’t say I completely immersed myself in the experience.  The problem with trade shows is that after the day is over, I’d rather find a quick and close place for dinner and then crash in my hotel room, rather than spend all my free time in tourist mode.  But here are some things I learned about Austin without really trying:

Beware the Grackle

That thing up there is what’s called a Great-Tailed Grackle.  They plagued the block where my hotel was located.  Like scary plagued.  Only at night too, for whatever reason.  Maybe that’s when they come out to get their breeding on or something.  The first night we got there, we were dropped off at the wrong Hilton (because there are apparently three Hiltons in the downtown area located within five blocks of each other – it’s good to be Paris), and hoofing our way to the correct hotel in the dark and in the rain, we came across a tree that suddenly exploded with Grackles Gone Wild.  Apparently we scared them!  Every night after that, the sky and neighboring trees were filled with them.  Every morning the street and parked cars were painted with their waste.  I have no idea if Daphne du Maurier ever visited Austin, but I’m betting!  Don’t believe me?  Check this out!

Texas Longhorn Paraphernalia

Austin, TX loves their Texas Longhorns.  Every building, every street, every time I turned my head, someone or something was sporting a longhorn symbol and colors.  The sports dummy that I am, I didn’t realize the logo applies to multiple sports, so that helps explain its prevalence, but I still don’t see that sort of thing around here, and we have our colleges too.  Texans are really into the pride thing.

Texas Bumpersticker

Speaking of pride, the two times I was on the freeway I couldn’t’ help but notice that every car had a Texas bumper sticker.  You’re right, I’m lying. It was more like 1 out of 3 cars, but dang!  We get it people, Texas is the most awesomest toughest specialist place on earth!

Now That's a Big Guitar!

There are all these big guitar statue things everywhere, painted differently, much like the cows in that other city that escapes me.  I asked a waitress why and evidently Austin is know for its live music.  I did not see or hear any, but it must be true because otherwise the big guitars all over the place wouldn’t make any sense.

cowboyharleydavidson

This is where I am going to go to buy my bike.  (As soon as I have money and learn how to ride.)

Galactic Surprise

She says she has "pregnant face" in this picture.The Girl turned 30 this week. Or, as she puts it, she celebrated her first anniversary of being 29. We celebrated on her actual birthday with a little party at our house, so that The Kid could participate. My mom and in-laws were all in attendance. Then the plan was to go to Outback on Saturday, but (insert nefarious mustache twirling here) the REAL plan was for her mother and sister to take her out shopping so we could set up a surprise party at her sister’s house. Totally worked, and she got suckered. I was sure she was on to us, but I guess not, though now her hindsight is 20/20. Good thing I’m an excellent liar! (“Hi honey!”) And even though she has told me she doesn’t like surprises, none of us were maimed or killed, so I guess it worked out. This was my first planning of a surprise party, and while it was not my idea, and I did have help, gotta say it’s not all that fun! Found it to be a big source of stress, actually. Ultimately worth it of course, but I think on her 2nd anniversary of being 29 I’ll plan something out loud. The Girl handled turning 30 much better than I did. I had a real crisis of DC proportions, but she seems to have cruised through it. I guess it helps when you’re pregnant and have bigger things to worry about.

Me and ChewieNext day, went to Star Wars: In Concert with my Best Good Friend at the San Jose Pavilion (home of the Sharks).  The crowd was pretty good, though not sold out, which worked for us because we moved up a couple rows to give ourselves some elbow room.  The music was, of course, amazing and it was great to hear it live.  Sometimes the videos set to the music were equally amazing and moving, but sometimes it seemed like whoever made all those up was just mailing it in. But it’s hard to beat a stadium full of persecuted people all loving the same thing, cheering for all the same things that make you cheer.  It’s very energizing!  And unlike conventions, no discernible B.O. that I noticed!  Aside from the concert itself, there were a bunch of Star Wars props in the lobby, but the crowd and lighting were too intense to score any decent pictures.  What was really cool was, even though it was a 7-10 show on a Sunday night, many delinquent parents brought their kids anyway.  It’s awesome to see that something I loved as a kid is still going strong for the next generation and it warms the heart to see a bunch of little dudes holding lightsabers and  head banging to the Imperial March!

I created a site for myself called Desktop Geekery, so that I have somewhere to put the wallpapers I make for myself, instead of discarded them after I get bored.  It’s also my first Wordpress theme.  Even though it looks like the Default them (and essentially is from a style perspective), I learned all kinds of fun stuff about built in Wordpress functions to get it to automatically display the Wallpaper thumbnail and download links the same way for every post.  Ginchy!  Well I think so anyway…

Fair’s Fair

When Bears Attack!Went to the fair last weekend.  Was it the Santa Cruz County Fair?  I don’t know, the one in Watsonville.  Went with the family and family-in-law.  Much less crowded than it was last year, and we went on a Saturday as opposed to last year’s Sunday night.  Is the economy affecting fairs throughout the country or did we just get lucky?  Got one of those unlimited ride tickets for The Kid, scored myself a free ride from an attendant who let me go with her once, got my fudge, The Girl got her cotton candy, The Kid got her air brushed hat and met Smokey the Bear, a good, exhausting, three and half hour time was had.

Sunday we spent the day lounging around in recovery.  Watched Jungle Book and 101 Dalmatians.  The Girl and are trying to be more diligent about score all the Disney animated features before they are vaulted.  We even made a list on Amazon of the ones we still need, which is most of them, but at least now we don’t have to have the “do we own that? I can’t remember” conversation every time we see a Disney DVD commercial.

The Girl has been painting artwork and name signs for the kids’ room (odd and scary that “kids” is now plural!).  The Kid has been in a drawing mood as of late, possibly inspired by her mother, so we got her a sketch pad and some twistee colored pencils (mechanical pencils but with color – cool invention).  So now I’m surrounded by people drawing and painting, and I just watch T.V.  What is my deal?

I want to see one of these new-fangled 3-D movies.  We saw Up, but our showing was in 2-D for some unexplained reason, while the theater room right next to it was showing the 3-D option.  Are certain theater screens rigged for 3-D and not others?  It made no sense to me.  Toy Story 1 & 2 are coming out in 3-D soon.  Not sure if it’s fully recreated into 3-D or one of those lame-ish Nightmare Before Christmas 3-D endeavors.  Maybe we’ll take The Kid to see that Raining Meatball movie, but it doesn’t look very good to me.

It’s Uh It’s Uh It’s Uh

Well, we figured out the sex of the baby. But more on that later!

Had another nice visit with the in-laws. They came down to witness the conjoined birthday party event for The Girl’s nieces. Big pool party at the sister-in-law’s mother-in-law’s house (say that five times fast). Good food, good company, lots of swimming and a weird clown (but then maybe all clowns are weird). Everyone had a good time. This family sure goes all out for their birthday parties, man. When I was a kid, we had some friends over, we had cake, we had presents, and then we were done. I also walked both ways up hill in the snow to school with no shoes, so I guess times are better now.

The Kid started kindergarten. She was initially excited but now I think she realizes it’s a daily learning thing and seems to be dragging her butt a bit more when it comes to getting ready in the morning. At least she’s a fast learner! She’s also kind of evil now, but it’s probably a stage. Not sure what a stage it exactly, but that’s what everybody says when their kids turn evil, so I’ll say it too. I think it means “my kid has realized how dumb I really am and has decided to no longer respect or listen to me and rightly so,” but maybe I should look it up. At any rate, my jokes are rarely funny anymore, my questions must always be answered with an “UGH!” followed by an eye roll, and I catch her plotting on me at fairly regular intervals. Luckily I’m about three times her size, so I’m still sleeping okay at night.

But speaking of kids, the brand new one, that won’t know how dumb I am for years yet, is going to be a boy! At least that’s what the machine operator lady said after pointing to a white speck on the monitor that only she could interpret as testicles. It’s kind of a trip, as I think I was expecting the opposite. I feel like we got away with something, like this was too easy. Everyone wanted a boy and that’s what we got. Is it supposed to work that well? I guess the odds were 50/50, so I suppose it’s not that difficult to accomplish. But still, considering none of my siblings and siblings-in-law have had a boy yet, it’s kind of cool that it’s finally going to happen. At least I don’t have to hear from grandpa anymore about how my brother or I need to produce an heir to his empire!

Doing his Arthur Fonzarelli impression?

I just realized there’s no designation for the guy yet.  Not sure what to do about that.  Can’t call him The Baby forever, because eventually that won’t apply.  I should have called The Kid The Girl so that I could call him The Boy, but I used it on my wife instead and there’s no going back now.  Or is there? Hmmm…

He’s Got It!

A buddy of mine sent me this.  See?  It’s not just a clever name, people!  I speak the truth!

Told ya so!

It’s An Alien!

It’s hard to maintain a blog when the only thing you’re thinking about is the one thing you don’t want to write about. I wanted to wait the recommended three months before announcing that The Girl and I are pregnant. It was three months as of yesterday, so…The Girl and I are pregnant. Here’s a picture of the little tyke.

Your new ruler.

Hard to make out, but it looks like one of The Greys to me.  Maybe they’re probing us all the time because we’re like a history lesson to them, or something.  It was easier to make it out on the screen, as it was moving like crazy, which is why the picture has no legs, because it would not hold still long enough to capture them.

I’m still kind of weary about announcing anything because every time The Girl and I feel stable about it, there’s a problem.  But then all the doctors keep telling us if something happens it happens and there’s nothing we can do to cause it or prevent it, so I guess I may as well not waste my time not enjoying what I should be enjoying just in case something happens I can’t do anything about.

So it’s out.  There it is.  Six more months!