We haven’t been getting much sleep lately, and it has nothing to do with our six month old. No, we’ve been quite lucky that she has been sleeping, for the most part, through the night. Sometimes a need to nurse arises in the wee hours, but on the whole – she’s been great. One ofContinue reading “I slept in the hallway”
Tag Archives: Fatherhood
Hopscotching
I played hopscotch today. And it was marvelous. The little guy wanted to play outside and after a roller coaster winter and early spring, it was gorgeous out. Did he want to bring anything with him? Toys, a ball? Nope. Armed simply with a box of chalk he wanted nothing more than to be outContinue reading “Hopscotching”
My cloth conversion
When we were having our son more than 3 years ago and Meg brought up the topic of cloth diapers, I kept an open mind, but admit, my lack of knowledge on the subject made me pretty darn skeptical. We tried , but as with many things that go with the whirlwind of a firstContinue reading “My cloth conversion”
A Child’s Laughter
What’s that they say about a child’s laughter? There truly is nothing quite like it, I’m convinced. With both our little guy and the new little lady, we’ve been amazed at how early children start to shine through with their happiness, with smiles that light up an entire house with the mere stretch of aContinue reading “A Child’s Laughter”
Seeing red
In recent years, I had felt very proud that I had sort of, gotten myself to a point where my emotions don’t get the better of me. Where I can take a step back, take in what’s happening, and not react with emotions outweighing logic and thought. It felt like a huge step forward fromContinue reading “Seeing red”
It’s a Girl!
If I’ve failed to write as of late, it’s like the old saying goes, “It’s not you, it’s me.” Or blame it on the sleep deprivation. Yes, Meg and I have been up late once again, all for a wonderful reason – a little over a week ago, we welcomed our second child into theContinue reading “It’s a Girl!”
Separation Anxiety
sep·a·ra·tion anx·i·e·ty noun the normal fear and apprehension expressed by infants when removed from their mothers or approached by strangers. any similar reaction in later life caused by separation from familiar surroundings or close friends or family. This or something akin to this is likely what you’ll find when you search for the definition ofContinue reading “Separation Anxiety”
Big Boy Bed
Just like the warm breeze of summer is destined to make way to chilly winds of fall, so too go the years of our lives, moving, what seems, ever-faster the older we get. And when it comes to watching our children grow, that train of time seems to forever be speeding faster and faster awayContinue reading “Big Boy Bed”
Three
Three years. How quickly they go by. It seems like only yesterday I cradled you in my arms, swaddled in a blanket covered in baby footprints, wondering how I was so lucky to get to welcome you into this world. When we brought you home, I never thought I could feel so exhausted again inContinue reading “Three”
“Father’s Day with Thomas the Tank Engine” OR “Sir Topham Hatt is very cross with you”
What? No blog entry on Father’s Day? You’re a dad blogger for crying out loud! There’s a very simple reason I am blogging about Father’s Day today and not yesterday. I was too busy enjoying it. Father’s Day was an absolute delight for me. I got up and Meg had made a wonderful breakfast forContinue reading ““Father’s Day with Thomas the Tank Engine” OR “Sir Topham Hatt is very cross with you””
The Dorky Daddy 