*passes out cigars* Well, it's a boy! My little nephew was born 10:29 p.m. EST weighing in at 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Mother and son are doing fine. He makes number 6 in his generation- I now have 4 nieces and 2 nephews ranging from 19 years to a few hours old.

It's been a crazy week. I had to deal with the fallout of my internship loss. I had to deal with the reality of setting up plans for getting to my friend's memorial on the 9th. And then I got to see my little nephew born, who's middle name is a tribute to his paternal grandfather who died of cancer over four years ago, before he got to see his son have children. (This is child number 3.)

The emotions just bubbled up as I waved between the joy of the blessed event and the crazy sense of loss that I've had washing over me this week. It's been a long and hard week but I got through it, thank god.