Reflections

I sit here on fathers day and reflect over the last 5 years that has gone by. I can honestly say that what has happend over the last five years is a far cry from what I would have ever imagined it to have been. To imagine that would be still married and still own my own home with the big yard in the back for the kids to play in is just now a memory of what was. The question that always seems to pop up form people is, "If you had a chance to go back and change the past, would you?" Surpriingly my answer is always no. Yes, I am far from were I imagined myself to be at this point in my life but it molded my life to what it is now. I beleive everything happens for a reason, it is just that you need to realize that there is another book for you... It just hasn't been writen yet.

I may have gotten a divorce, which alot of people seem to do these days, but its not the end of the world. A lot of people become bitter about it and hate their ex because of it, but why? Whats the point? As I sit here I can still say that I care for and still have a love Michelle even though its not the same love that I had for her when we were together. She is a unique and a exceptional person to be with but our paths went into different directions at some point. It's a learning experience that I have gone through and with out it I wouldn't be whom I am today. I look at it with the veiw that I have two great kids from which I love and wouldn't be here if I hadn't gone through it.

My kids mean the world to me now and are the biggest part of my life. It's funny to think that at one point I never wanted children. Now that they are here I just say that I wouldn't know what I would do with out them. To see them for the first time, to hold them in your arms for the first time just changes you. I won't say that it's all like a beautiful flower garden and smells like roses... trust me there are times that things smell far from roses with children. However to have them love you unconditionally though they can be mad with you at times is all worth it. You have so much fun with them that time seems to pass by without you even reaizing it. Like I was spending part of Saturday at my Ex-Mother-In-Laws house putting my building skills to use once again building her spa-barn; I couldn't help smiling while watching my kids play. Watching them smile and laugh just brought back a lot of great memories. Seeing Noelle playing off as if she is a therapist and acting older than what she really is. Christopher just looking like he is growing up to be a young little man and not just a little boy any more. Watching them and remembering all of the memories just brought me to thinking that it just seems like yesterday that Noelle was brought home from the hospital and just a moment ago that Christopher was born. I wouldnt trade the last 5 years for anything and that is all that matters to me.

So here is to all the fathers and soon to be fathers out there.... I hope your time with your children is just as memorable and delightful as mine has been and to the many more memories to come! Happy Fathers day to all!

9/11 The Falling Man

Well I just set up my phone to send messages top my blog page. Lets see how well this is going to work.
Well the weekend is just starting and I have some things to get done but I think I going to try to relax little this weekend as well. I have a friend from Michigan
that is coming down here to be with me on my birthday. I thought that was very nice of the to do. Well lets see how this looks on the computer....

Nancy Kilpela

It seems like it was just yesterday that I was with you on Christmas at Merrianns. We talked and laughed and we enjoyed each others company as we would; but now, I am deeply saddened to here of the unfortunate news that has shocked us all with in the family of your passing.

If there will be only one moment in time that I would remember for eternity; it would be the moment when you told me, “Once part of the Kilpela family, always part of the Kilpela family” on that Christmas night. For that I am thankful to have had the great honor of getting to know, love and cherish you as family. I will miss you to the highest degree as we all will as time passes, but the loving memories that we shared will over come the pain of your passing in my heart. Rest in peace Nancy, with love Jon.

Game night and personal goals

Well I am up late once again with the lack of being able to sleep. Boy I would love to just fall a sleep right now. I know that when I need to get up in the morning I am going to be tired again and the silly process will start all over again.

Though tonight was a good night, I still have the feeling of unaccomplishment. I didn't get home until 7 this afternoon. By that time my wife and I really didn't feel like cooking, so we ordered out. I know that we really shouldn't have but what the heck. After a little bit of relaxing and finishing of a couple slices of pizza, we got the good old battleship game out and played a game. It was alright. I hadn't played the game in years. It was fun and it brought back good memories of my parrents neighbor Bob. Anyhow, we put Christopher to bed and I took Noelle under my wing on my side and Michelle on the other we started playing. Noelle really didn't grasp the concept of the game, but I let her place the pegs and push the buttons. It amused her a little I think. I know that she really couldn't sit still long enough to really get into the game anyway. The point was that we had fun.

I think that the sense of nothing getting accomplished is that there is alot of things that I would like to do but there really is no time to do them in. Like riding my bike right know. I would love to be able to go on a good bike ride. Now don't get me wrong, I have rode my bike to and from my work. Now that is no real easy task. I am so out of shape when it come to riding my bike its not funny. Before I moved here to AZ, I rode my bike almost on a daily basis and on a average of 5-6 miles. Now just jumping in and ride the 10 mile trip one way and only have an hour to do it in really is pushing it for me right now. Its not that is 10 miles, its just that its a time crunch. If i was able to take my time and work up to the time frame, I think it would be ok. Its just a matter of time. Mean while I know that I just stop procrastinating about it and just do it.

In the end its the excersize that I really need. Having my colitis flare up wasn't all of a bad thing. I lost a little bit of weight with it. Truthfully, I am still only 200 lbs at the time being; but I would like to keep the weight off, and lose more if I can. Thats my altimate goal right now. I was once down to about 175 lbs about 2 years ago with all of the bike ridding and excersize that I got, and I would like to be that weight again. In time I hope to work it back off. Well lets see what happens for now.

Spaghetti Night and new pics

Here are some of the lattest picture of the Kids. The three top picutures are from a couple of weeks ago and then the other three were just taken tonight. As you can see from the pictures of Christopher it was spaghetti night. At first we just gave him plain noodles. After a little time had past he didn't really seem to be all that interested in them so we added the sauce. Oh-boy, did he ever go to town after that.

Then as you can see from the pictures that Noelle has had a hair change. It was time that she had a change. At the same time she had been asking for a hair cut, so we thought what the heck. We beleive that it looks good, and it helps when it comes to brushing her hair.

home sickness and memories

I see that its been a long time sense I have posted anything to my blog. Looking to the last entry it has something to do with my father-in-laws holloween patry. Which I may so myself, was the best party that you could have attended. If you where not there you missed out on alot of fun.

Time is sure flying by though. Alot of things have been done sense then as well. The kids are getting bigger like kids do. Christopher is a monster! Weighing in at a outstanding 21 lbs, I think that he can hold his own. Though I can still remember when he was just shy of 7 lbs in the hospital, he is starting to grow up to be a little boy in front of my very eyes. Noelle on the same token, though she still weighs the 29 lbs that she has weighed for the last year; she's becoming quite the character. She now knows her abc's and is counting 1-15 without a problem; and is continuing her skills at coloring. What more can I say, they are my kids. I may have my moments of frustration like any other parent, but I love them dearly.

Its been a little more than a year and a half now sense I have moved here to Phoenix. Though I am now starting to get used to the desert land scape, it just doesn't feel like home to me. I grew up amoung the trees, rivers, lakes and snow; can't forget to mention that. There are things that I miss from where I grew up that I keep dear to my heart. I remember when I was young and the time that I spent in the woods with my dad; we built a watch tower from the ground up with only trees and rope. Oh, the fun that I had on that. I would just climb to the top of it and just laydown, looking at the clouds and dreaming about what the future may hold. I guess its the memories that I hold as my childhood is what really holds me there as home.

Talking with my mom, I have found life has pretty much kept on going like it does. I have heard that my youngest sister is getting married. I am happy that she has found someone. I knew of whom is marrring from boyscouts when I was younger, but I don't know much about him now, only the tid bits that I hear. Though its none of my bussiness I would hope that my sister would wait a little longer to get married. I just feel that he she might be rushing into it and she might need to get some other prioritys in balance first. I hope that my sister reads this and understands my concern.

One thing that I can proudly say is that I am glad for my brother. My brother has come along way. I heard he bought his first house, which is a very big deal far as I am concerned. I have also been informed that he might be getting married as well. Wether it is going to happen or not is still in the air I guess. I am not sure whats going on there. One thing that I can say about my brother, I just never got his choice in woman.

As for the rest of my siblings, I have no clue to what my oldest sister is doing. Of what I do know she has had another kid, and was pregnant with a third. When she was due I never knew. I never really dealt with her much. I was never really close to her for alot of reasons. Many that I will just not say, because there is just no point in the matter. Maybe in time the wounds of the past can be healed and for a first, just be close.

I never really thought that I would say this, but the most of all that is missed is the house that I grew up in. I do mean what I said though. It would be the last thing that I would have ever thought that I would have missed. Growing up, my family never really had money. The house that we lived in was small and dated. As time went by the house fell into disrepair. When one thing went wrong and was repaired something else went wrong. Thats just the way it was. We never really had the money to put back into the house that we lived in to keep it in good repair. To this day the house still needs help. In the end, it was never really how bad the house was, it was just the fact that it was my home. I saw a picture of it when I was going through the photos that I was backing up. I took the picture just before I left and moved here. The picture just struck me, and I just staired at it for a long while. It was just one of those moments that caught my mind off guard and my head just got flooded with memories that I had. Just that one picture alone that has prompted me to write this posting. The home that I grew up in, just wasn't a home; it was a foundation of to whom that I am today.

Bring up memories, just brings up all the things that loved doing there. I am glad to say that I am starting to get back into one that I loved which was bicycleing. I am still not ready for the big distances yet and I am working on that. I have had some health difficulty with in the last few monthes that I have Seen doctors for, and now; on the medication roller coaster. Tough its a demon in my closet that I don't like to talk about. I was was diganosed with ulcerative colitis back in 99. I have been dealing with it ever sense. Well reality has come about again and now I am back in the mercy of the doctors. When i was first diganosed my colon had only a fraction of the disease. Now just having another colonoscopy performed, I have been told that now my entire colon is now diseased. I don't know where that puts me standing at the moment, but I am just now waiting to see the doc one more time to be filled in the rest of the way. Mean while, I am taking the meds that was prescribed, and making me feel really drained from it like before. This is really putting a damper on my spirits and my goals of riding to work on a daily basis. I have tried it a couple of times. At the end of the day I was so exauhsted that I had to stop. I just couldn't handle it yet. So I am going to take it one step at a time.

Well its getting late and I am now starting to feel tired. I am going to try to make it my goal to keep this updated a little more often for my family members back home.

Up comming events!

Well it’s been a while sense I have been on here, and a lot things have been going no sense that time. I am happy to say that my project with my father-in-laws pool barn as its now being called is finally finished. It’s taken some time to complete, but the end project turned out better than my wildest imagination. Of course that it was only to be a simple little design, but with fetit's over the top ideas, and my ingenuity it turned out to be this extravagant work of art. There is crown molding chasing the top that has lights behind that, that illuminates the ceiling to give atmosphere. Then there are the water features that come from the top of the structure and the two columns that straddle the pool. These give it a sense of class along with other things. Though the one stipulation that I had with the whole project was that out door speakers had to be brought in too play. A party out there next to the pool really isn’t a party with out music. It was a pain to continuously bring speakers in an out, so with this structure a sound system was a must. Though it was a bit more than what I ever thought that was going to be installed, it none the less is the best thing in have ever seen! The columns are spectacular; they have a stucco four sided, tampered base that comes up about three and a half feet. Then to finish the rest off, the rest of the column has a custom boxed look with crown molding to top the column off. Everything is costume wood work. So far there haven’t been many people that have seen the master piece of mine. That is going to change this weekend though!


This weekend is the annual Halloween party that is held at my father-in-laws house. I went to the one last year just after I moved to AZ. Though I came in the middle of the party, what was left of it was still fun. I meet a lot of people and socialized a little. This year I have the day off to attend it! It’s going to be big, so far there are people coming all over the United States just to attend this party. That gives you an idea on how big it’s going to be. Though last year there wasn't the pool barn; but this year, the atmosphere of the party is going to be way different. As you can tell I am very excited about it; mainly to show off my hidden skills of the trade, then secondly the pool barn. As of right now my plans are to go over there on Friday to help to finish loose ends on anything that needs to get done. I don't know what exactly but I know that there is a lot to do yet. I see though. I know that there is a lot to done on setting up the party. Either way I know that it’s going to be busy and the more help that there is the better.

Another busy weekend with emotions.

Wells its been another busy weekend. Friday I got up like I usually do to feed Christopher. Just slightly after getting up with Christopher, Noelle decided it was time to get up and start the day as well. So I sat on the couch with the two for a while then it was getting time to give them a bath. We had a lot going on for the weekend so I needed to get started early. So I gave Christopher a bath and fed him a bottle. While he was now in a formula induced trance and sleeping, it was time to give Noelle a bath. So Noelle got her bath and was all cleaned up I put on her favorite cartoon, Sponge Bob. So she sat there watching her movie while I took my shower and got ready. By the time it was all said and done it was getting on one or so and had to call Michelle to see what time I had to pick her up from work. Well finding out that I had to pick her up at 3:15 wasn't very good news to hear. At that time the freeways are congested with traffic and with my luck there might even be an accident that I would have to try to dodge. Well knowing how the traffic conditions are I left at 2:50 so that I would have time to get there on time. Sure as I called it, there was an accident. The hard part is always trying to predict where they are going to take place. It just happened to be that I was in the far most inner lane when I came up to the backup traffic when it came to a screeching halt. At that time it was already to late to get over to one of the exits to get off, so I could only do what all the other commuters where doing, just wait it out. So as you can imagine I was late picking up Michelle, so then in turn all of the other timed events that followed was off. At the end of all of this I still had to go to work.

I was able to get off work a little early, so like my co-workers and I seem to do on a Friday when we get off early; group therapy. Well its not really what it sounds. Generally we take turns and buy spirits from the Circle K across the street and when we are all off the clock we circle our cars together, turn up some music and unwind a bit before going home. After some time has passed it was time to head home, but instead of heading to my apartment I was heading up to my mother-in-laws house. By the time i got there it was about two, found out that their A/C was on the fritz again. It wasn't to bad, the window was open and there was a fan drawing in the cooler air. I can tell you one thing though, soon as my head of hit the pillow I was out. I think that the lack of sleep was getting to me.

Saturday morning, Michelle woke me up to get around for a birthday party that we had to go to. That's one reason that we spent the night there. The birthday party was in that neck of the woods. Anyhow, it was about sevenish I think. Still tired, I got up and got around. While Michelle was in the bathroom she had me dressed the kids. About this time I was starting to get a little flustered. It just seemed to me that I do a lot more with the kids than She does at times. I know that its not necessarily true though. There are times than she does more with them then I as well. Its a balance that I feel that just isn't always balanced. In the back of my mind I was upset that I had to get them around; and get myself around, just to go to a party that I didn't have a clue who the people were and really wasn't up to par in going anyway. So I just bottled my frustration like I always do, bit my toung and went anyway. The party was OK, I talked to a couple of people and was introduced to a few people. I don't really remember who they are and the relationship between them. Then my wife finally made up her mind that she wanted to go to the Wild Life Zoo with the kids. We had talked about a week earlier about it and was undecided on it. At first it was the uncles that was in town, and how we should go see them while they were here, then its well we should go to the zoo and that Noelle would like it. Well when she said that she was going to the zoo, was when i was letting her know that she can go, and I would like to go home and sleep. So that's what ended up happening. I went home, and she went to the zoo.

Later on that night she got home from the zoo, we put the kids to bed and we followed shortly behind them. Sunday rolled around and I was up with Christopher a few times during the night. It was still early in the morning yet, and I was in an affectionate mood and was trying to show some affection to them wife but was rejected like always. Its nothing new, so a little upset about that I went down stairs and went into shutdown mode. I started to clean the apartment. Its a funny how I take my frustration and channel it into something productive. Later on it was back to the mother-in-laws house for Michelle and her twin sisters early birthday party. Then afterwards it was over to Michelle's dads' house. You kinda get the picture.

On the drive home I was once again reminded of how much I complain by my wife. The truth is, I do complain a lot. Even if you reread this you will find a little bit of complaining in it. The truth is I know that I complain a lot. I don't need to be reminded of it time again. Deep down my complaining comes from years of not being able to be heard. Over years of anguish being bottled up and no one to vent it with, its just now become to a point to were mentally its all coming out. Like my wife, I am complaining right now because i don't feel that she listens to me. She knows when I am upset, but she doesn't take the time to really listen why I am up set with her. The main thing is that in our marriage over the last four years that we have been married I feel that I have busted my balls and sacrificed a lot for her. The thing is, it just seems like everything that I have done for her and continue to do for her just gets over looked. I was talking on the phone with her the other day and was telling her what I have accomplished within the day while she was at work. I don't normally do so, but I did. I get the response that I was productive, then I respond that i am always productive. She just then says ya, uh-hm. Well news flash I am always productive; unless I point it out like she does to me it just gets over looked. Then the biggest part of any ones marriage, the physical relationship. Lets just say that its a big disaster and there is a real lack of a physical relationship. What can I say I have to respect her wishes and what she wants. In the end I seem to feel like I get the short end of the stick. There are parts of me that wish that I would have moved on long ago, then there is the realistic truth that Michelle completes me. We have our moments that we just need our space, then there are the moments that I wish that she would understand where I am coming from and realize that I am human and have feelings and needs.

The Fort!

Well today was the second day that Michelle has been back to work. Well, she could have been back to work a lot sooner but her work was saying that they couldn't give her the hours. Well it was a crock for as I was concerned. On Monday, she had a talk to her District Manager. He was letting her know of a possible new position that he wanted her to take. I hope that she does, but Michelle has some doubts that she might not be able to do the job.


Well this morning I got with Christopher; it was about five thirty or so, and Michelle was practically at work, I here this little cry from Noelle up stairs. Well she thought that she would be able to sneak in Mommy and daddy's bed. Well to her surprise we were not there. So she started shout for Mommy. Its so funny when she does it though. Well I called up to her and let her know that I was down stairs feeding her brother. So she came down the stairs and see whats up.

Well she came down stairs and found a box in her way to me. Then she saw the cat go in the box - at this point the box was on its side - so she followed suit and when it the box as well. She seemed to be having fun with it, so why not let her. It was kinda one of those moments where the kids are sitting around the Christmas tree and opening presents, and the kids are done opening all of there presents and start playing with the boxes instead of the toys. Ya, it was like one of those moments. After a few minutes pass she comes up to me and asked me to build her a fort. She knows what a fort is only because her uncle and aunt introduced her to them trying to play house with her. In all reality I really didn't want to build her one, only because I was just a little tired yet. It was just how she asked it was got me. She pulled up all the stops and brought out the big guns. She tilted her head just so slightly and pouted her lips and just stared at me with her big bright blue eyes and asked, "Daddy will you please build me a fort, please daddy, please." That's all it took. I will somehow will have to learn how to build a defense on an attack like this. Otherwise I will be in some serious trouble latter on!


Well so I got the utility knife out and a big roll of packaging tape and went to town. By the time I was done she had a pretty decent sized box fort. It looked pretty good if I would say so myself. Soon as i was done it wasn't even two seconds she already was crawling in there and bringing her dolls and puppy (her stuff animal security blanket) with her. She came back out and said that it was dark in there and couldn't see, so I cut a couple windows in the top that served a dual purpose, one to let light in and second so that I can see her in there. When I talked to my wife about nine or so, she was telling me that Noelle was going to town with it. There was just when one problem, it was too dark again. So my wife fixed the problem by putting one of those glade fake scented candles in there and I guess it lite it up like a lantern while camping. I am pretty sure that had a lot of fun with it.



Here is a very crude example that I came up with the two empty boxes that I had. It wasn't much but it was very thing to my daughter. Who knew that a couple of boxes could give endless fun to a two year old. I can only imagine when little Christopher is old enough to play what kind of things that they are going to get them selves into.

Faith VanDyke

It was just the other night as I was cleaning and going through boxes that was left over from moving, I found some pictures of Noelle that I took of when she was younger. It instant reminded me of the journey that I have experienced and some of the people that helped me get through the tough times. One person that instantly came to my mind was the branch secretary at my old place of work in Kalamazoo Mi. She was a very strong will person to say the least, and there were times that her and I got into spats. Looking back at it now, I only see it as a growing and learning experience. She brought new ideas and different ways to view things that helped out in many situations. I haven't seen or heard from her sense her early retirement; if I remember it right, I think that it was back in 2004 or 2005. It’s been some time anyway. She took early retirement because of medical reasons, but if there was one thing that I learned from her was to cherish the moments that you have with your children and or grandchildren in her case. I don't necessarily know if she can read this but I know that she is with me in spirit.


The last time that I saw her she wasn't doing so well and I heard that she had moved in with her sister in St. Joesph in Michigan. That's the last i had heard of her. Though I would say that she is one of the many influential people of my life; she is missed, and she is always with me in the memories that we had shared, the good and the bad.

Its the weekend!

Well its been a very fast pace week. Having to go to work and run around doing this and that has seemed to pass the time very quickly. Like Friday, I got home about three thirty or so from work and walking around downtown phoenix taking pictures of random stuff and see how it would turn out. Anyhow I got home, and to my surprise Michelle was up with little Christopher just feeding him and trying to get him back to bed. So I decided to get a bite to eat real fast and have some conversation with my wife for a little while. After some time passed I headed to my bedroom to crash for a while, but on my way up the stairs miss Noelle thought it was time to get up, so instead of fighting to get her back in bed, I gave her an invite to our room to sleep. Obviously she took that offer as fast as she could.

After what seemed to be just minutes it was time to get back up and get going again. Christopher had his one month shots and check at the doctors. He did alright with the shots and stuff, but to my amazement he is now ten pounds. So in about two weeks he has gained about three pounds. I personally couldn't tell you if that is good news or not. The positive thing is that he is growing and that's what counts.

Well its now about five fifteen and its time to go back to bed again. I feel that I need to do some thing special with the wife today, given that she has been couped up in this apartment all week and been watching Christopher for the majority of the time. Maybe I can get Grampa or Grama to watch the kids.

nite.

A hard morning

Well the wife had her first day back to work today. That meant that I had both kids for the whole day by myself. So far I have had a rough morning. I got home two thirty this morning from work and went to bed. It wasn't before to long Michelle was getting up for work so that she could catch the bus. At the same time Christopher was waking up letting me know that it was time to change his diaper and feed him. Well I managed to change his diaper with out a problem. While I was doing that Michelle went down stairs to make him a bottle for me. So Michelle hand me the bottle after I got comfortable with him and then turn on the TV for me so that I wouldn't be board out of my mind. It took Christopher about forty five minutes before he was just about finally done. At the same time Michelle was heading out the door to catch the bus. Just when I thought that I would be able to get back to bed, here come Noelle down the stairs looking for mommy. Now you have to remember that this was about four forty five when she came down the stairs. I simply told her that mommy had to go to work and will be back soon and tried to get her back in bed. Well that failed, only because she was hungry.

Well its now going on ten and Noelle still is up I have had to feed Christopher twice since then. He still doesn't seem to want to go back to sleep. I believe that he is still a little bound up because of the iron that is in the formula. So I feed him about a ounce of good old apple juice. Well I already know that it will give a baby the most nastiest diaper that any body will have to change, but if it will help him have a bowel movement I am game.

Lets seem what happens, all I can do now is wait. I just hope that I can get some shut-eye before I have to go to work next.

My mother-in-law called up on Saturday morning and asked if she could have them for the night. Well with the lack of sleep and at wits end, Michelle and I didn't even hesitate at the proposal. So she came over and picked up the kids. When she came to pickup the kids she asked if we wanted to go to lunch with her. It was a nice gesture of her, and mike had been wanting to go to Joe Crab Shack, so we decided to go there for lunch. So we went to the one that is located near the Arizona Mills Mall by the 10 and 60.

We get there and was seated just as soon as we entered the door of the place. We sat there a reasonable amount of time and was greeted by our waiter. We place our drink order and appetizers. He later came back with our drinks and forgot straws for us. When he came back with the appetizers we asked for them, and he apologized for it. He then took our order for our entrees. When they he the table we all started to eat like we would normally. I bit into mt burger that I ordered, and found that it was medium-rare. I am sorry, but I can't for the life of me eat a burger that even has the tint of pink in it. So I ate the edges and fries that came with it and called it good enough. Personally I would have thought that the waiter would have asked that I wanted it done. Later on we found that wasn't the case, that it comes like that and you have to pipe up and say how you want it. Michelle ordered something, I don't know what exactly, but it was very tasteless until the last bit were she had bitten in to something that was pure spice. My mother-in-law ordered something that was made of tuna, it was tasteless as well.

After everything was said and done, I wasn't very impressed with the place and probably won't return there again. Specially after have been in the restroom the rest of the night from what i ate there.

Later on, Michelle and I went to the movies and saw a double feature. We first saw the House Bunny. It was alright, funny at times. Then we saw Death race. I can say if I had a third thumb I would give three thumbs up. It was a very action packed movie and there was more to it than I imagined. When were done with movies we went home and went to bed. Michelle woke up about nine or so, I on the other hand slept to two in the afternoon. Michelle came up stairs and asked if i was going to get up and put up the ceiling fans that my mother-in-law brought over. Well I put up one of the two that she brought over. Then got ready to go to the first of two get together
that we were invited to.

The first of two was over at Troy and Nicole's house. We were there about five and were there until about seven and headed over to the father-in-laws house. His party started at four, so we were just moderately late. It was alright though. Most of the people that was there already had to much to drink. It was alright though. When we walked in we just caught the end of Daren singing his song. I was glad of that. Every time he is there he likes to sing which isn't a problem. The problem is that he only sings one song. The first time that he sings it he is always moderately sober, but as time goes by he comes back and signs it again when he has slammed some beer back. Needless to say he isn't very good the first time around not alone the second. The real thing is that he only sings the one song and that's annoying in itself.

As for to nignt, Christopher is sleeping alright he has only gotten up, a couple of times but he is getting better.

Some Changes to the layout!

Hey was messing around with things and I seem figure out how to put music on here. Woo-hoo! Will I am getting this page how I want it. Time will only tell to what i will find next that is cool to put on here.

As for the family, things are going good. Christopher is still not quite sleeping through the night. He seems to do what he wants at the moment. Its only a matter of time before he is on a schedule. Right now he is with he grandmother he in Arizona. She just lives a little ways away from here. She called up and asked if she could have him for the night. My wife was hesitant before letting him go for the night, but after a couple of sleepless nights she had no problem. Grama AKA Nana, was informed that it was a possibility that he she might not get any sleep to night, she didn't seem to mind it though. We will see tomorrow when we see her at troy and Nicole's house for a family get together.

Later on, we have another engagement with my father-in-law. He also invited us over. I think that he is having a labor day party, or get together of some sort. At the same time I can assess the damage to me my wood working tools that are stored over there. The last rain storm that we had flooded his house and there was water every where. If there is damage I hope that my tools can be claimed for insurance comp or some thing. There was a lot of expensive tools that got wet.

Over all things are going good. Right now I should be in bed sleeping. I could sleep, so I started tinkering. First with Photos them my blog. Here is the latest in Photos. Let me know what you think. I once upon a time tried to get into free lance studio work. I would just like to know what people think of my photos that post. Comments and criticism is welcome.

Good night, or I should say morning.

As you can see my daughter has taken some special interest in him. The only thing is that I still believe that she thinks that he is a baby doll. It will be only a matter of time and she will learn that he is a real being instead of a baby doll. My only fear is that she will start acting out with aggression from the shared attention between them.

The last couple of days have been interesting though. The sleepless nights of the past experiences are now starting to come back. The getting up in the night for feeding, changing, etc. just seems like yesterday. Michelle has been getting up with him this last couple of days, though i have been helping when I can. I am finding it hard right now with me going to back to work and coming home at a god awful time of 2 to 3 in the morning. I still am finding it a little difficult to realize were I am going to find time to sleep. Time will tell and there might be some adjustments that need to be made.

Then again it doesn't help that we have a neighbor that just care about others personal space. This I mean, that he plays his drum set in the apartment next to us at 2 in the afternoon while we are trying to give our daughter a nap. We called the apartment manager on the situation and they stopped what they where doing and came rite over. They pounded and pounded on his door, no one answered of course. He couldn't hear anything because he was banging on his drums. Well see what happens when they come back.

Home coming of Christopher

Well yesterday we got the go ahead to bring home our son from the hospital. It was the best news that I have ever heard. It was weird, I almost had to do a double take when I saw him first yesterday. I walked in the pod in the NICU that he was located in, and of course Aunt Christy was holding him. I glanced at him like I always do and I noticed something different about him. I took another look at him when the nurse just walked back in the room and said that he was off his oxygen. I raised my hands and jumped for joy. It was the best moment sense he was born. The nurse further told us that he had accidentally pulled his nose piece off during shift change and they hadn't noticed until they looked at him. He seemed to be doing fine and was tolerating regular air with out it so they went with it, and if he started to have problems again they would have put the oxygen tubes back on him.

Today was the day though. We woke up bright and early this morning and headed over the father-in-laws house to have some of his famous German Pancakes. Originally I didn't think that I wanted any so I just 0pted for eggs with cheese. At first I didn't think that I was going to be able to stomach any pancakes because I was still a little wheezy from the night before. I wasn't feeling good for some strange reason. Maybe it was the exciting news of my son coming home or headache that I had all day. Well I ate the eggs, then i had a small German pancake.

After breakfast my wife with my daughter and I got in the truck and off we went to the hospital. We got to the NICU and found out that he had moved to a new location in there, and was quickly greeted by the nurse that was taking care of him at the time. We went through the process and paper work of discharging our son. At the same time he seemed to be a little hungry so Michelle fed him. Once everything was done and his belongings was collected we went back to my fathers-in-laws house for a brief home coming party. It wasn't much but it served the purpose. We were there for a while and thought that it was time to go home to spend some quality time with our son.

I have more photos to post in a later blog.

Continuing from my last blog...

While all of this was happening, there has been a lot of support from the family. My daughter which a little new to all of the events that happening was being passed around from her aunt, uncle, and grand parents. After a week of not being able to come home she started to cry in frustration of being passed around. Unfortunately she couldn't, with my home early from the hospital and going up to the nicu it was a little difficult to have her at home.

After a week my wife was a little more mobile and things were on the up and up, and Noelle came home with the understanding that she had to take it easy on mommy. It was nice to have her back at home with us. Just like it was nice to introduce her to her new baby brother. That moment was long coming. This entire time that he was in special care up to now we hadn't been able to touch or hold him. That was little frustrating for my wife specially when she wanted to hold him and cradle him close to her and try to make him feel better.

Any how, we took Noelle to see her brother for the first time. It was interesting to watch her look at him and try to touch him. I just couldn't see if she understood that this was the real deal and not just one of her baby dolls that she like to put on the floor and cover with dish towels. This entire time she has been so excited to have her baby brother next to her, as she would say, " I want to hold him, and change him, and give him a bath." Its just funny what two year old would say.

Few days after the transfer of my son to the new hospital, he keeps showing progress. My wife and I keep traveling up there to get updates and give support to our little one. Over the last few days he has progressed from a cpap machine to just a nasal cannula to which he is breathing room oxygen with just a little pressure behind it. We are now able to hold him and feed him which my wife is just relieved about; and though, I know that Noelle really want to hold him, she is just too young to do so.

All in all things are looking up, I just hope that he will be able to come home soon.

Christopher Duflo new arrival

Well I am new too this blogging thing, and i see that there are a lot of people out there that does it; so i thought that i would give it a try. Here goes.

My name is Jon Duflo, I currently live in Phoenix Az. with my family Michelle (wife) Noelle (daughter) and the newest addition to the family Christopher (son). I moved to Phoenix in september of 2007 because of job related issues. So far its been a good transition to the new surrounding (heat, dirt, the dryness, ect.).

Well the last couple of weeks have been interesting. As I mentioned, we have a new son in our little family. He was born on August 5, 2008 at Scottsdale Healthcare Hospital on Scottsdale Rd and Osborn Rd. The day was very memeroable; though i still remember my daughter birth, it just wasn't the same. My daughters birth, my wife tried to have her naturally but after 5 hrs of strugle the doc said its was time for the last resort, a c-section. I was very disapointed in myself when I had to let my wife go in the operateing room with her cousin. It was a very disapointing moment in my life when i had to make that desicion, only for the fact that i was getting sick. It was a long day in the delivery room with my wife, I hadn't eaten all day and I tried my hardest to support my wife during this history making moment. Needless to say I missed the birth of my daughter, and i wasn't going to let that happen again.

This time I was there for my sons birth. It was all of what I expected it was going to be. This time it was a planed c-section, so we new exactly when he was going to be born. We just didn't expect the events after the c-section.

During the procedure that happens everyday, there was some complications that we didn't plan for, like our son being breeched, or a abnormal loss of blood of both my wife and my son. Just moments after my son was sent out of the operating room and I was told to go with him by my wife; I learned of my sons problems. He had a loss of blood from the complications of the c-section, and he had a respitory problem that the docs want to take a few test and make sure everything was okay. A couple of hours past, the neonatel doctor tells us that our son has some fluid in his lungs that was to be expected and would adventually be absorbed by the lungs and will be fine. So they put him on a oxygen routine and monitored him on his progress.

While all of this was happening we had vistiors that came to see us in the hospital. Most of them was disapointed that they didn't get to see Christopher. That was to be expected. Though Chris my father-in-law (aka grampa to Christopher) was there to lend moral support and to the little guy just as he was born, was able to be the first grandparent to see him. I know that he is very proud and excited to have him here. Latter on michelles brother Troy and his girlfriend Nicole came up to see us followed by Christy with our daughter, Chrissy, and sydney (the cousins from michigan) then my mother-in-law Merriann with her husband. It was interesting to see them there and to see their reactions to the news that they wouldn't be albe to see our son.

Twentyfour hours had past sense our sons birth and he hadn't had any progress and seemed to be have some major problem copeing with his new enviroment. We were told that he was being transfered to a new hospital and would have much better care there. So they prepared to make arangement to transport him, while my wife was trying to see if she would be able to be transfered with him. With a stern no, my wife insisted that she would be released to be able to go see him. This is very uncommon, for a patient to be released 24 hours after a c-section. Mean while my father-in-law got news of the situation and left work early to be with us and to lend moral support. So doctors flooded the room within the next couple of hours checking my wife out and the progress that he had made so far. Surprising enough, my wife's wish was granted and she was released from the hospital.

Later we all regrouped at the hospital on Shea and 90th st to see our litte boy. We found the NICU (Neonatle Intensive Care Unit) were he was located and saw him for the first time sense the other hospital. My wife and I went in first to see him as we approched is side i was deeply sadened to see him. He was covered head to toe with medical stuff to monitor and help him. I just couldn't help myself and I shed a tear with heart felt emotion of seeing my son and the distress that he was in.

Well here is were I am cutting it off. Its time for me to go to bed. Untit next time, I will be thinking of my son.