Jordy Otto Kelley was born on April 12, 2012 at 2:14pm. This was a great surprise to Keri and me, as he wasn’t due until May 17th. We didn’t have a birth plan. We didn’t have a bag packed. We did not, in fact, even have a list of things we’d want in our hospital bag. Let’s not forget Jordy’s room. The remodel was still in the ideation phase, and the room was full of all the things we’d been storing in there – the very same things we thought we had over a month to clear out before we started ripping off paneling and putting up drywall.
The Doctor said, “By the way you’re walking I can tell you aren’t in labor, but I’ll examine you anyway. Oh, you ARE in labor, and you’re going to be parents by the end of the day. Lastly, the baby is wrong-way-up, so you’re going to be parents within the hour.”
Smack. WAAAHHHH!
I wrote this on my son’s birthday:
“Yesterday morning I went behind the garage and saw a bald eagle. We watched each other for a few minutes, neither speaking. I walked slowly and softly, closer and closer, until I got about 20 feet from him. Then he took flight. He flapped through the trees, and I could hear his wings brushing the branches as he curved North.
Today was sunny and warm. Few clouds, slight breeze. Very unexpectedly, Jordy Otto Kelley announced his intention of being born. At 2:14pm, he took his first breath. I watched as his skin went from a creamy whitish color to a warm pink. He cried and did other newborn things. I held his little hand and cut the umbilical cord. The Brewers lost to the Cubs, 8-0. Tonight, off in the West, Venus is high and Jupiter is low. They’re bright with approval.
Tomorrow is Friday the 13th.”
While Jordy and Keri were in the hospital, I told him constantly, “Y’mind yer paw.” And he did. He minded his ol’ Paw like a good boy.
Keri’s grandfather was named Otto. My Grandpa Kelley was named Jonathan Otto, and he went by “J.O.”. Sadly, my Grandpa Kelley isn’t with us anymore. The Kelley Family is glad to have another J.O. running around, and I look forward to all the Grandpa Kelley stories that will be told at this year’s reunion. Here’s a photo from a few years back of great-grandparents J.O. and Wilma Kelley:
I can’t wait for Jordy to meet his Great-Grandma Kelley, preferably prior to the Kelley Reunion. I imagine she gets double Jordy-holding time, at least. (We love you, Grandma!)
Also, look at Grandpa Kelley’s eyes! He’s definitely up to something, and I’m glad to have those very same eyes on the front of my own skull. I hope Jordy has them, too, and I’ll let you know as soon as I can tell for sure. C.V. Hunt said my eyes were “haunting” when she painted my “Spidertaur” portrait. I got Kelley eyes.
Lastly, I want to address the Month of Fury. I was doing very well – banging out words by the page-load. Right around the 12th of April, I got a little sidetracked. Chuggie #2 is still a go, and I hope to get another Month of Fury underway just as soon as things settle back down over here. The outline is in place, and I know you’s gonna LOVE Chuggie’s next adventure. Oh, it’s gonna be dark and funny and lighthearted and saucy and mischievous and wild and sick and silly and gory and gruesome and CHOCK FULL OF COLORFUL PROFANITY.
That’s all for now, Comrades. I’ll be back soon with nursery pics, new author interviews, and videos of Mo and JP being the buddiest buddies ever!





























