Antici.......

....pation. I'm trying to get back in the habit of writing again. It is amazing how much time this kid thing takes up. We don't seem to do anything but feed, sleep, and change diapers. We did take Jackson on his first camping trip this weekend for the Residency orientation campout. We had a great time, and the weather was spectacular. Our official orientation starts tomorrow, and I am still planning on writing a specific Internship blog, so look for the new address in the next few days. I seem to write much better and more often when I have a specific topic as opposed to what is currently on my mind. This site will remain open, however, for random thoughts and comments about the coolness of my offspring. More to come.

My first Father's Day

Awesome...just awesome.

Wish you were here...

All is quiet on the Alaskan Front today. I can't say enough about how wonderful Jackson is. The dogs have adjusted fairly well. Sammy is rather indifferent with the exception of embracing all the wonderful smelss he makes. Maggie seems to be some kind of surrogate mother, appearing stressed out when he begins to make noises or whine, and she sticks her nose over the top of his crib just to check in. He has affectionately become their "Li'l Brudder" because is is "such a trooper". He's gonna make it on his own.

In other news we lost our second league game in Ultimate, again by a last minute, very questionable point. It seems that a couple of people up here have really learned "the spirit of the game." League has been good. It is surprisingly a lower level of competitiveness than was found in Tucson and there aren't as many folks who have crazy mad skills to make the rest of us look bad. Imagine a team of people who play about my level, but are a bit younger than the folks in Tucson league. I'm having a good time and meeting new people. I am also finding myself playing with the little brothers and sisters of people with whom I went to high school. Moving back home is very strange. Trying to recognize people 10 to 15 years removed has kept me occupied.

The Boy

This day I am a father. As I have written most of you, Jana went into labor this past Tuesday. She labored for nearly 21 hours, pushed for 3.5, and finally gave birth to our son with the aid of forceps. It was a very long day and she was spectacular.

This week has been filled with wonder, devoid of sleep, fraught with concern and has been generally exhausting. Jackson Powell has done well with the exception of being a little slow to take to nursing. It is amazing to me that Jana and I can be so well educated and so helpless when it comes to the basic instincts of parenthood. All has mended itself, however, and the human comedy of breastfeeding is at its best in our home. The vigor that Jackson has shown, once he figured out where the food comes from, has been nothing short of fantastic. I almost had the skin sucked off my knuckle by simply brushing it past his face when he decided it was time to eat.

In the near future, I will figure out how to post pictures once again, and try to update between periods of sleep. I have also written a handful of other commentaries which somehow pale in comparison to my boy (Kyle, your prediction of “sappy parenthood” blog is a distinct possibility), but I will post them as I see fit.

Alaskaboy, once again

We made it here. Everything is all akimbo. Lots of boxes, road weary, already taking a class for residency, confused but happy dogs. The trip was great, but we are glad to be here. Jana is doing well. Ready to be done with pregnancy. Apparently everyone in Alaska is content wil dial up service and borrowing my parent's slow internet until ours gets hooked up is killing me. No posting until then. GIve us a call if you are bored. Jana (907) 360-2134. Me (907)360-2217. Until then.