Separation Anxiety

The family unit has survived my (gasp) return to work, despite my insane fears of hardship and anxiety last week. Meg has been home with the wee one, who has slept for most of the days, except for when he’s hungry or dirty, of course. I can’t wait for the times ahead when he’s awakeContinue reading “Separation Anxiety”

Late night breastfeeding with Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel

My son, only a week or so old, has quite the well-developed set of lungs. He likes to show them off to us usually ni the middle of the night, working himself into such a tizzy during breastfeeding that he’s too worried about screaming to get fed than actually feeding. Hey, when you’re under 14Continue reading “Late night breastfeeding with Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel”

Back to work

Today has been tough. It’s been my first day returning to work following the arrival of our little guy. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, and I understand the necessity of it, as being without a job and an income is not exactly helpful to my wife, or my son. So, there is an inherentContinue reading “Back to work”

The Shadow knows….

“Who knows what evil, lurks in the hearts of men?” If you’re familiar enough with this quote to know what follows, then either a) you’re a little dorky like myself, or b) you might be our obstetrician. On a recent visit to the office to see if our little one was going to be makingContinue reading “The Shadow knows….”

Extra, extra, read all about it

My wife recently had a dream. In it, she says that we ended up having a little girl, and that as she got older, she decided she wanted to be a journalist. In the dream, she says this caused an incredible rift between the daughter and myself, as the many years in journalism professionally madeContinue reading “Extra, extra, read all about it”