Being Sick

In the dark of the night, sickness fills the air

I write this, lying here in the dark of our room. The red digital numbers on the clock reading 11:13. Meg is asleep next to me, while one of our cats, Jasper nudges his way between us to curl in for a night’s sleep. At the foot of the bed sits the cradle that’s beenContinue reading “In the dark of the night, sickness fills the air”

Love means never having to say atchoo!

A castle turned restaurant. Candlelight. Fine wine and amazing food late into the night. This was a Valentine’s Day for my wife and I several years ago in the days before parenthood. As I write this in the present, two kids later, it is again Valentine’s Day. There is no wine. Just a large supplyContinue reading “Love means never having to say atchoo!”

Sick Day

Although I have a lifetime of parenting to regret this statement, at this stage of the game, one of the most frustrating parts of parenthood is when your kid is sick and there’s nothing you can really do about it other than let it run its course. The little guy is currently under the weatherContinue reading “Sick Day”

“We thought we had lost him”

It all happened a week ago today. I don’t think Meg or I have ever had moments as terrifying as the ones we experienced last week. I don’t know how more bluntly I could put it other than, we thought our little man had left us. For me, it was Friday night and I hadContinue reading ““We thought we had lost him””

Why Superman matters

I recently mentioned how, while home with the baby being sick, I spent some time watching cartoons on Netflix. The two animated films I watched while the baby napped were Justice League: Doom and Superman vs the Elite, both part of the ongoing releases of animated movies across the DC Comic Universe from Bruce TimmContinue reading “Why Superman matters”

Odd new birthday tradition

This past weekend I turned 33 and one of the things everybody asks me is “what did you do for your birthday?” The non-intrusive answer is “spent time with the family,” but the real answer is – I got sick. And so did Meg. And so was the baby. It’s oddly becoming a bit ofContinue reading “Odd new birthday tradition”

Two guys just hanging out on Valentine’s Day

I spent this Valentine’s Day with our little guy. As we’re still battling the croup (and its effects slowly making its way into mommy and daddy’s adult-sized bodies now), we’ve been alternating taking days from work so that someone can stay with the little guy at home while he’s sick and administer his nebulizer treatments.Continue reading “Two guys just hanging out on Valentine’s Day”

You don’t usually think too much about being sick other than the “ugh” feeling that comes along with it during the entire ordeal – until you have a kid. For the first time in these past six weeks since he was born, sickness has hit the household, and it’s not just me. Within the pastContinue reading “Being Sick”