Category Archives: Family

Well that’s not a manly soup

Were words I heard spoken by a mom to her roughly 3 year old son in the grocery store a while ago. The sadness in his voice and confusion on his face when he responded, “It’s not?” were heartbreaking. I wanted to march over with my full beard and lumberjack plaid shirt, pick up a can, and loudly proclaim that I frequently enjoyed a hearty bowl of that soup too! In case you were wondering what the soup in question was:
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Our first fur born…

This baby growing inside my wife will be our first child, but not our first daughter. You see we already have a little female princess fluff ball living in our home and our hearts. Growing up I had a dog, but my wife didn’t have get that experience. There is just something magical about a kid and their dog. The devotion and love they share is very different and special. She always longed for that bond and the day of her graduation from college she set out to add a new member to our family. I had some reservations about the timing, amount of training a puppy needs, among other things, but who was I to stand in her way? She had worked hard in school and had been waiting her whole life to find her own furry googly eyed puppy. So we delved into the search for the perfect dog, researching breeds, training info etc. Then one day at a dog show we met Boo. A striking 6 month old red Shiba Inu puppy she exuded cuteness and poise. Already trained and house-broken she dashed all my concerns to pieces. Very cautiously she walked over and put her paws on my knees, shivering with nervousness and excitement the whole time. Looking right into my eyes she seemed to say if you love me I will be the best dog you could ever hope for.

If only that had been true…

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Why my work sucks for new dads

My wife’s work is full of ladies, more specifically moms. Besides the obvious benefit of getting lots of delicious baked goods brought into work they also are always willing to talk about babies, pregnancy, and the like. She also has a few co-workers that are also pregnant and they can all commiserate together. In my office at work I’m lucky if I hear a peep about kids or babies. If someone does happen to ask me a question it is usually “How is your wife doing?”Ugh, you know I am going through my own stuff too! I mean, I know she is the one dealing with the most changes right now, but just because I happen to have a Y chromosome doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like to be engaged in a little bit of water cooler banter about becoming a dad. Unfortunately the people in my office, even if they are dads, don’t seem inclined to share their thoughts or feelings on the subject. SHE IS SO LUCKY!

I do have one friend here who had his first son almost a year ago. His little boy is super adorable and his wife is also pregnant with their second (another boy)! Their due date is about a month behind my wife and I which is also really cool. He’s the only one at work that I can chat with about cloth diapers, boppy pillows, and gliders. I try to hold back releasing this huge flood of soontobe dad geekery on him because I I fear losing my only workplace confidant. Last week he and I were discussing the benefits of bumbo seats and my one female co-worker goes “You guys and all your gushy baby family talk. Ugh!” Talk about crushing the mood. Thank God for the internet and the chance it gives me to voice all my overly excited squees regarding premium muslin cotton crib sheets, natural wool lanolin treated diaper covers, and 100% BPA free breast flow bottles. Seriously, if I weren’t as technologically inclined I would be left thinking that I was one weird dude that is getting way to invested in his not even born yet kid. Thank you fellow dad bloggers for all your posts, tweets, and instgrams about your kids!

Don’t even get me started on the weird looks I get at Target when I coo over strangers babies… Hey, at least I resisted picking them up and it isn’t like I’m breaking into their houses to breast er I mean bottle feed them.

How I became a self taught dad

My dad left us when I was around 6 years old. I remember waking up one morning and finding a note taped to the inside of our front door, it was from him. I don’t recall what was written, just that I gave it to my mom to read. I wasn’t sad or upset that he had left. There was never a close connection between us and to be honest I don’t think I can conjure up even one positive memory about him. His exiting our life was probably for the best in my opinion. Not having a dad was hard, but having a malicious dad would have been far worse. My mom worked very hard to pick up the slack by herself. She pulled 8 hours in an office every day and attended college classes at night. She continually strove to better our lives. Though financially we must have been very tight for a long time, I can’t recall ever feeling poor. She sacrificed a lot to make sure I had what I needed (and more).

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Me: On waiting to be a dad

When I was around 9 or 10 I remember laying in bed at night unable to sleep and praying for a family of my own. I was very specific too. I prayed for a wife that would love and support me. She would also have to love animals, especially cats and dogs! I asked for kids that I could hold and protect and would look to me for guidance. And as always when I would fervently wish this with every fiber of my being I could almost feel the love that would surround this home and it was so warm and powerful that even in my imagination I hardly believed that it could be real. That was 15 long (and short) years ago. At some point I stopped praying for that life and I don’t remember why. A lot of good and bad has happened in the intervening years, but God never forgot the prayers of one small lonely boy… He was just waiting for the right time to answer them. Continue reading

Itsa…..

Girl!!

See ultrasound pics and some wordage by clicking ‘continue’ below…

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Let’s time travel….

This was written back in October 2011! I figured I would post it now to get everyone up to speed. I plan on getting more posts up. It’s not for lack of thoughts popping into my brain, just having the time and motivation to sit down and type them out!

I think of how I have been neglecting this blog and its many (harhar) loyal subscribers and it makes me mom-sad. Well, technically not “mom-sad” since I’m a dude, but I just read that on a different blog for the first time yesterday and I thought it was super witty. I’m sorry for the prolonged absence but we’ve *ahem* been a little busy.

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