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Love me some lucero

The following song was a song that was on my worlds playlist.  I listened to this song over and over before my races to just stay calm and kick it.  I would listen to it while I warmed up and cooled down.  It just put me in a good spot.  Such a great tune.



During one my of my leg redo tattoo sessions Nate had Lucero on for the entire session.  It was awesome.  I can appreciate most of the music, hope you enjoy.

Tuesday Tunes

Well its 10:03 and Im wide awake.  I have so much going through my head, so I though I would try and listen to some music to calm me down.  I stumbled upon these guys, pretty good tunes.  Probably won't help me fall asleep though, but its all good.



So much on the horizon, pretty exciting stuff.  Stay tuned, we will share soon enough.

Week one

 Uncle Zach and I finally talked the wife into letting us buy the above motorcycle for the grom.  He and I might be a bit overly excited about it, but its going to be awesome!

 So heres proof that she is mine.  I mean, sure she came a little bit later than the original due date, and I was gone during the "time" but with the picture above, no DNA test will be needed.

When dads shirt doubles as a blanket, life is good.

From one has been playing soccer for a few weeks now, and by play I mean run around and then bail off the field to find some shade.  We really don't care if she wants to play or not, but she just looks so damn cute in her uniform that its hard to not want to go.  For brief moments she likes to play, but there are two kids that are 5 that for some reason got put on her team which is in the 3 and 4 year old league and just run field on the other kids.  Its part of sports that I hate, and it makes me hate their parents.  They think its cool that their children are ball hogs.  I guess the skipped the principle of sharing in whatever world they were brought up in.

I did find it cool that I had a connection with her coach.  Small world.  He responded with "I knew there was a reason why I liked Hadley so much."

Picture day with the Hawks.  They were all so well behaved for the pictures.  Pretty awesome.

 We hit up the Aggie game versus Wake Forest.  Of course the grom was pumped that Uncle Zach was coming along, and she was so hopeful that she would run into her homie Big Blue.  When she saw him so was so ecstatic.  She just ran straight to him, anyway she could, she was going to get to him.  He is always so great with her.

 I am such a fan of college football.  However, when they start paying the players, I will no longer support it.  I can't believe that these guys that are treated like royalty, pretty much have everything they need on campus, school, food, housing, clothing, books, all paid for, yet need to get paid?  I just don't get it.  I think if they pay em, make em pay for school and books then.  Freaking entitled pansies.

 Went for a ride today.  I was going to ride from our house to the in-laws, but I guess my tubes had other plans.  I didn't sweat it too much. I found a plot of shade, made a call, and hung out.  A pair of roadies past me, but didn't bother asking if I needed help.  A guy in a subaru did stop and check on me, he was super cool and I thanked him for making sure I was good and that it meant a lot.  Its the small things folks.

Who doesn't love spandex?

G2, Gromsquared, Remi Leigh Harmon

September 7th 12:32 AM, the wifester walks into the room in which she hasn't slept in at all over the past three months and says, "we're having a baby".  Up we were.  We didn't actually leave to the hospital until 5:41, as she wanted to labor as much as possible at home.  Packed my bag, grabbed the wifes bag, groms bag, car seat, and then grabbed the gromlin out of bed to take her to the grandparents house until baby came.  I may have driven pretty quickly to the hospital, no way was I about to catchers mitt a baby on the side of the road. I may have been over reacting, but I have a very fragile memory and scar easily.  Anyway, we arrived at the hospital just before seven AM, parked on the 4th level, took the stairs of course, and went to the area where they check.  I will save all the numbers and stuff, but lets just say the wifester wasn't quite ready.

 Off for the first walking session, keep in mind the chicka was having contractions every three to four minutes at this point, lasting about 1 minute each.  For the following three hours we walked halls,  the round about out front of the hospital, and the stairs to the landing pad.  Well Jackie and I didn't walk those stairs, they looked hard, and I was tired, I was only 6 cups of coffee in at this point, so energy was low, ha.  Poor wifester, it was such an ordeal.  We went and got checked again and she had made very little progress.  The decision was made to go walking some more, due to the fact that they won't admit a laboring women until the reach a five.  So more walking.  This time, contractions were coming about every minute to minute and a half, and were ruthless.  45 minutes later we were getting admitted.  six hours later (17.5 hours total), a birthing ball, a bath, a much of hip and back pushing, the wife was spent.  She had been up fighting for so long and the contractions were so hard, she couldn't fight the fight any longer. She was falling asleep, passing out is more appropriate, between contractions.  It was excruciating to just watch someone that I love go through that.  She looked over at me and said "Im done."  Epidural time.  She had wanted to have this grom the same way we had grom numero uno, all natural, but it just wasn't in the cards.

The anesthestialogist came in and did her job.  She had the personality of a rock, like a rock under water, cold water.  She did here job.  It was about five or six more noticeable contractions, and then for some reason everyone left the room.  I can't quite remember why everyone left, but they did and it was just Dev and I.  I was sitting so I could watch the heart beat and contraction monitor and I could see this new life enter her face.  She lighted up and was smiling.  We sat and talked for about fifteen minutes when her most awesome mid wife came back into the room.  Heather the mid wife, you deserve your own post, but just know we think the world of you.  She went to check the wife one last time and in doing so, halted very quickly and said, we're having a baby!  That's right, the epidural was exactly what was needed.  She had been fighting her own body, and just needed to relax and let it happen.  Finally!

6:27 PM, Remi Leigh Harmon entered this world.  I was a bit more aware during this birth unlike Hadleys.  I was way anxious for number one, but for number two a bit more ready I guess.  I still didn't look downstairs, (I scar easy).  but as soon as she came, she went to the corner with the pediatric team to ensure she had nothing down in her lungs, she then let out the scream we were all waiting for and I was right there to grab her.  They handed her to me to give to momma, holy shit, what an amazing experience. I was so overwhelmed, yeah I cried.

The wife is absolutely amazing.  She fought so hard and so long, (that's what she said), but in the end the result that we wanted was here.  The wifes willpower and determination never ceases to amaze me.  To see her go through what she went through without any assistance is something that I will take with me and draw from on days where I think Im being a sissy.

I'm completely smitten.  I love being a dad to little girls.  I love them so damn much.