Latest addition to the Frank and Melissa family

October 21, 2008 7:51 am
Aden Garrett Welch
7 lbs
18.5 inches
Well, my youngest son has arrived and is healthy. He has ten fingers, ten toes, good eyes, good hearing, good response, and a great set of lungs. He is doing what all babies should be doing and that is eating, sleeping, messing his diapers. Melissa is recovering nicely and trying to take it easy with the exception of the every three hours feedings, I would help out with that but our creator did not design this half of the species with that ability. And as for the other three children, they are loving their new little brother though none are willing to help change a diaper yet. Marcus, I believe, can hold Aden almost all day until he falls asleep, or needs to play a video game. Natalie wants to hold him, show him off and brag to everyone about her new little brother. And Bella, well Bella definitely loves her brother but we still have to remind her that he is a real baby and not one of her dolls that she can drag around the house. This is going to be a short blog but with four children in the house I believe I will have plenty of more to come.

My Impatience

I have to admit that I have always had an issue with impatience. As the years have gone by I learned to either control or mature it. I’m not sure which one it is because I can still look back at things and think “oh damn, I shouldn’t have done that” or “well, I just missed my window of opportunity”……six one way have a dozen another. Anyways, let me get back to what this is really all about. I have two items of annoyance on my plate, scratch that, make it three. First one is the biggest and that is the arrival of our son, Aden. We have until the October 28th for the C-section however Melissa has started to have contraction and Aden has positioned himself so that he is ready for entry into this new world. But the contractions aren’t consistent or hard enough for Melissa to go to the doctor until then. And if anybody has spent any time in the Bentonville Hospital ER you know that going there means you need to bring some food, a book, mp3 player, pillow and blanket to tide you over before you can even see the triage nurse. So it is pointless until Melissa knows that she knows. Below is a pic of Aden.

To some my first issue up. It has been a long nine months for my wife and me. And I know, I know there are only two more weeks left but they are feeling like another nine months.
Second Issue. My Job. The opportunity has arrived for me to look at other positions within the company. Anything I look at will be a promotion. However, there have been a couple of positions that I know are out of my reach and I applied for them anyways. I thought, “what the heck, the worst they can tell me is no.” That was until I remembered three weeks later that the hiring process at Wal-Mart’s mother ship can be very slow. It took a complete month for them to tell me “You have a great resume and a great interview but we offered the position to someone else.” Telling me no doesn’t bother me, but having to start over with the whole applying and waiting. That begins to break my boiling point of time intolerance. I guess this just gives me more practice and knowledge for the future. I think I will finish this one with a standard for all men in overwhelm………………whatever.
And last but not least, drums roll please, my goal for a better fit me. This will be hard for those of you that don’t know me. But for the last year I have been working hard on weight loss and physical fitness. I have made great strides, for example, ran three 5k’s and improved my over all time by five minutes (28:32), I have lost 50 pounds, my weekly routine schedule consists of waking up at 4:15 every morning, lifting weights and cardio for 1.5 to 2 hours and at least a 3.5 mile jog on the weekend, and to top it I have gone from wearing a size 38 paints to size 32. This all sounds good compared to a year ago but my goal was to have lost 65 pounds by this point. I know that it is only fifteen more pounds, but I didn’t finish in the time frame I wanted to. And these last fifteen seem like they are taking forever. This last one might be more of a complaint of idiocy, okay, so it IS a complaint of idiocy, but it is my idiocy that requires fifteen less pounds of gravitational pull to get over.

Lord, grant me the courage to change the things I can and the PATIENCE to accept the things I can’t. Amen