Some Things Change & Some Don't

Some Things Change

Over the past few days I have noticed a few changes, mainly in myself.

Mood Swings...Yes, I cried when I first saw my son.

I'm a talker...Over the last few years I have been tracking my progress as a talkative person. Due to my perfession this has been on a slight increase in over coming my antisocial personality. However my new role as father seems to have given me the ability to take to a wall.

I enjoy people visiting...Brittany and I have been blessed a large group of close friends (more on that later) and to this point in my life I have been the person that enjoys going to their house to hang out rather than have them over to our house. (This is probably because of my controlling personality that I like to have the ability to leave the situation at any time). However I have noticed that during our hospital stay and our return home I have actually desired for friends to come to our house to hang out.


Mom and Jett in hospital.

A Real Picture with Daddy's Camera.

Some Don't

Friends are still very vital...Over the past few days there has been one consistent thing that has seemed to rejuvenate Brittany and I like nothing else. Contact with friends. Wether its Nate and Hannah visiting from Asheville, Jessica stopping by after all her children have gone to bed, or phone calls/txt/emails with Phil, Luke, Nick, Jeff, Michael, Sarah, Amy, Ashley, and anybody else my sleep deprived brain might have forgotten; Friends as always have been absolutely vital.


Marriage (and now Parenting is still fun)...We still making stupid bets on ridiculous television shows, this time it was the Westminister Dog Show. (I won because he cheated, I saw the highlights on Sportscenter). We still are goofy, last night we both got around 6 hours of sleep through a tag-team effort, and I felt it necessary to sing and dance and this small victory.

Nate & Hannah visit.