3:35

so here we are, 4 of us now. crazy. here are few more pictures of foster and cristin, the new city view, a visitor we had today, and a wedding.:


the new view from the end of our hall

some friends of ours who got married today, i escaped for about an hour to go see their wedding, it was amazing:

future friend Leo (on the left) hanging with Foster.



Cool pic of Foster

Mom and Foster:

Day 2

Well, the first night is over. it wasnt bad at all, all three of us got pretty good sleep. He got clipped this morning, i always feel bad when that happens, but he is doing good. he is nursing okay, not the best, but thats how newborns are. we have a new room on the other side of the building. its not the city view anymore, but it is a view of Price Hill, where we live. i put a star about where our house would be. thats where Grayden is now. we really hope he enjoys being a big brother. its actually our only fear right now.

foster this morning, from a Daddy's eye view.

sleeping this morning, pay no attention to the nasty double chin.

Ta DA!!!!!

well...sorry its been awhile...its been an amazing last few hours. about 30 minutes after i posted the last blog, cristin started pushing. about 20 minutes later, he was here. 7lbs 8 oz and 20 inches long. Foster Shepherd Dunn, he is here, and might i add, quite cute. the delivery went great and cristin is doing great. its about 9pm now, and he is just sitting here chillin. more to follow, either really late tonight, early tomorrow, or after breakfast. here are some pics, taken moments after he was born.

almost....

no new pics. but lots of new news. she went to about 9 centimeters and then finally got the epidural. she is about ready, the dr. thinks she will start pushing in about 30 minutes, and then she thinks the pushing will only last about 30 minutes. so, next update should be with a baby.

1 oclock, still rollin rollin rollin

Well, cristin is putting the hurt on these contractions....no epidural yet. I imagine we will be doing some pushing here soon.




big brother stopped by, he was.....excited and too much for this room to handle. however, he did want to get a shot of Raphael checking out yes again, the cityshot.

11 oclock and alls well

so far so good. she is getting more dilated. here is what i have been doing all morning, the hard work:

here is a monster contraction:

here are some of us:

here is one more of the city, i know its lame, but i love this view:

The Waiting Game

Cristin is 2 and half centimeters and they just broke her water for her. The Dr. also said that she would probably only have to push for about 30 minutes, because he is there and ready to come out. i feel really bad for him though, i mean, we totally just destroyed his happy little world. sorry son.
Now, we just wait.
here is our view in the daytime.

and i just realized that we can see our house from here.

5AM

okay, here it is, 5am on 9-28-07. We left this morning, here are some nice early morning shots of the Dunns:



This is the view of the city from our room, i am glad we have a city view:


she is about to start the inducement, it could be a long day, but maybe not, who knows. we are in room 9070. Cya later.

FSD

we are leaving at 5am tomorrow morning for Cristin to be induced. I will update this as often as i can on where we are at in the process, and with some good pics too. see you on the updates.

The Death of XJ2000

the above picture is a representation of who i was. that was me, that was my truck and at any given hour, those are the items you would find in the back of it. i even have a nickname that old friends still know me by, XJ2000. i have always cherished this name because it meant a lot to me. a girl, in 2000, looked in the back of my truck and said, "holy crap, you are all extreme, extreme Justin, XJ, XJ2000." i will never forget that day, because i was, i was XJ2000. yesterday, that name died.

getting older, getting married, having now 2 (well almost 2) children, and moving away from the beach slowly started taking things out of that truck. recently i purchased a new longboard. this has been my transportation to and from work. when i bought it, i felt as if i bought some youth back. if you read my blog you will remember this post from a few weeks ago when i ate it hard and busted my chin. well, last night, i think i broke my arm. yep, it was a long night of pain and i had one realization this morning. i am no longer XJ2000. the board is going to the garage where hopefully one of my sons will one day wonder what it is and want to ride it. i am no longer the agile, wiry, unbreakable kid i used to be. sigh.

i always wondered why i always see older men running. thats about all i can do anymore. once more, sigh.

One Thumb, Down

So last night a few friends and I went to see the movie “The Ten.” Basically, it is about 25+ (according to IMDB) well to moderately known actors doing 10 different stories based on each one of the 10 commandments. I was so excited to see this movie, I knew it was just going to be filled with good commentary and leave us thinking some sort of hard thought. Neither was true. It was quite funny at parts, but there was really nothing really said, nothing really to think about other than that actors have a ton of inside jokes that I will never be a part of. That was pretty disappointing. Am I saying don’t see the movie? No. I am just saying don’t go with any expectation or you will most likely end up disappointed too.

oh, and ps

outside of that, i think you had to be Jewish to be in the movie, and possibly to fully enjoy the movie.

larger than life

so last night i taught my son about magic. no, not the card game that all the nerds play in the comic book shops, and not magik spelled with a 'k" which specifically refers to witchcraft though that would be supercool if i casted spells. so Grayden and i sing a song, its called "The Lord is my Shepherd"- i taught him to sing it when he was scared. last night i told him that the song is magic. that sung at the right time, at the right place, and with the right belief, the song has power to do something incredible. i did not teach him this because i thought it would make him feel better, i taught him this because i really believe it, to my core. one of my big goals as a parent is to never let him think that this world is all there is. i am not talking about an afterlife or heaven or anything like that, as much as the idea that what you see here, is not what you get. there are forces at work that are bigger than we are, miracles happen, magic is real, God is the source of unlimited power that makes this like seem like a spark among a fire. i was talking to a guy the other night and he was saying how he has fun with his kids and lets them pretend, but never lets them pretend to be Harry Potter and cast spells. to me, this is crazy. its not about Harry Potter or casting spells, (but rest assured, the next day we were pretending to be wizards) its about the fact that i never want to stifle his imagination, i never want him to be limited in what he can do. The thing is, my God is bigger than everything, my faith is real, so i am not afraid to pin it against anything, whether it be another religion or a belief, or even a reality. its why i love superman, every time i see that big 'S', it evokes something spiritual within me that i can not explain. raises your glasses high to the spiritual life, it opens more doors than can be imagined.