Late nights. Weary-eyed mornings. It very well could sound a lot like my twenties, but yet it is something we’re doing all over again, yet completely new. That’s right. Our third child has arrived and it’s a girl…again! That makes us the proud parents of a five year old boy, a two year old girlContinue reading “It’s a girl….again!”
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Did we just do that?
When you’re in your twenties (or at least when some of us were in our twenties), you’d occasionally find yourself waking up after a night with friends (and drinks), asking questions about if you really did do that thing you’d never ordinarily do sober. “Did that really happen?” When you’re a parent in their 30sContinue reading “Did we just do that?”
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”
The Dorky Daddy 