C&J Faunty

More Jackson…for now…until I make a better system for updated photoage.

It’s a boy! Jackson Corban Fauntleroy is now among us. 8lbs and maybe an once. 21ish inches long. Hair, eyes, and all the rest. Yeah! Pray for Connie as she recovers from a beautiful and tiring delivery. She did amazingly well. I’m proud of her and so is Jackson.

What a word, eh?

It’s used in used car sales commercials.

It’s in rap/hip-hop songs.

It’s on the back of dumptrucks telling you what not to do.

But most importantly, it’s in this room telling us what to do.

There is a certain type of sleep that occurs between long legs of international travel. It’s the sleep that your body demands more than it requests. Somehow your body reacts to either your mental anticipation of finally arriving at your foreign destination or your relief from traveling a long journey to finally be arriving home. Your eyes hurt to open but they don’t want to stay closed, fearing they might miss something for the first or last time. Your mind floats in a conscious sedation trying to not use up too much energy while still maintaining some sense of awareness of what’s going on around you. I’m not sure what Connie is feeling right now as I sit here watching her calmly rest before Jackson birthing, but I do know one part of our journey will end as another stretch begins. Oh the ecstasy of expectancy.

They, Dr. “Big Guns” Dunn, and Co. gave Connie some stuff so that we can enjoy a night of rest before the birthing goes on later tonight. Thank you again for your prayers everyone. We love you all. And so will Jackson.

We finally made it to the L&D room. We went to a few places today to get a check up and things looked good but the decision was made to go ahead and encourage the birthing. So we covet your continued prayers as Connie progresses well in this process. We love you friends and family.

And soon there will be three…soon and very soon. Surely Jackson knows that his mommy is done with school for 3 months, that she’s sitting around watching the Olympics alone while dad is at work, that his room is all spiffied out, that he has plenty of diapers to fill, bibs to spoil, kisses and hugs to receive, friends and family to see…maybe he’s trying to enjoy the solitude he enjoys with Connie just for just a few more days before his world is…well, before he begins to realize there is such thing as a world. It’s ok Jackson. We understand. Take your time. We’ll see you when you’re ready to be seen.

It’s been a long time,
shouldn’t've wandered
without a good read (good read)
for you to ponder (ponder)

…I’m back in the office. Officially and fulltimely. It’s been a packed month and past two weeks with work, wonderful visitors, baby showers for Connie and Jackson, organizing the flat, and learning more about budgeting according to priority. Here’s the short of it all:

I’m working fulltime with Halo now. I get to apply a lot of knowledge, but given the nature of the work, I also get to aquire more knowledge. Good thing since I’m always trying to learn new things anyway.

My night contract job with BMC ends the last week of August. It was a blessing to have this assignment to fill in the gaps. Plus it’s nice to rebuild ye ol’ savings account.

Mom and dad came for a visit to attend a baby shower Connie’s mom and Mrs. Sherry were throwing. This little bundle of Fauntleroy goodness is set for life (or atleast the first year). Do they have pre-teen and teen showers? Dad and I golfed with Connie’s dad and Mr. Bill. Competition between the four. Makes things fun.

I built in some shelves in Jackson’s room. Probably not something you should do in a rented flat, but it’s easy to take down and added more space. Next up, putting together the two dressers we bought today.

And the budgeting…dressers, closets, food…basically not the bike I was dreaming of riding to work. It just wasn’t practical. I try to be in the office before 8. Night job starts around 7. Doesn’t leave much time for a ride home, showers, food, and rest. Maybe one day.

School starts in two weeks. So for two dreaded weeks of this year I will potentially be balancing a new job, a night job, two new classes, and a new baby boy. Schools going on the back burner until September. I can tell already. Baby Jackson will definitely be more entertaining.

I was reading a few articles on how to make your home office environment better suited for productivity when I came across another article on knowing when it’s time to move from your home office into an off-site location. There is the chance that this transition will happen for me in the near future. I decided to share a few of the tips and slides for your pleasure and understanding.

I’m not obsessed with Starbucks, but there are times when I do need to get out of the house for a change of scenery and human interaction.

This is me. Almost everyday around 2pm. I get up, drink some water, read and pray, then get to work. Before you know it, Connie is about 2 hours from coming home and I haven’t showered or changed out of my sleeping cloths, which, to my credit, doubles as my day cloths.

Jackson’s not with us on this side of the womb yet, but I could imagine this happening one day in two years.

I. Live. At. The. Office. Period.