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Thursday, April 30, 2015
Saturday, April 18, 2015
I have been sick and in bed for about three weeks now, and my most constant companions (aside from medicine and tissues) have been my furry family members. My two cats, Khaleesi and Sassenach, have been by my side through late night coughing fits, multiple fevers, and days where I've just needed to sleep my illness away.
I've heard it said so many times, but I hadn't believed it until now. Animals REALLY know when you're sick. These two cats have been so gentle and loving around me, more so than they have ever been. Both spend countless hours by my feet in bed, cuddled trying to keep me warm and safe.
They haven't judged my unwashed hair, nor do they mind that I haven't spoken to them since talking makes my coughing worse. They just love me, and they want to take care of me in the way only cats can.
Thursday, April 16, 2015
My wife is giving birth to a second kid. There is no way around it. It's coming - and it's coming in less than a month from now probably. You want to know the god's honest truth, too? I am terrified. It's terrifying on multiple levels - first, as I already discussed in the first part of this series, is the money. But, whatever, I'll figure that out eventually. The real horror lay in the deep recesses of my insecurities of being a good dad, and why having a second child almost feels like I'm betraying my son.
Friday, April 10, 2015
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Having a second kid is overwhelming in every way. It feels like Doublemint Gum actually. Double the pleasure, double the fun. But, instead of awkwardly dressed and generically good looking people running around with gum in their hands, it's just a picture of me grasping at straws trying to figure out what the heck I'm going to do with a second kid. To be honest, it's the research that sends me over the edge. I have to read all the baby books again, look at stupid articles online about which bottle works better or why I can only use Ava Anderson diaper cream because it's good for the environment or whatever crap people are trying to sell me now. I thought it was over, I thought I'd gotten past all of this worry. WRONG. Like how Michael Corleone in The Godfather III says, "every time I think I'm out, they pull me back in." But, this time, I have a secret weapon - a weapon that will allow me to consume twice as much information in half the time. A weapon that will revolutionize how information is consumed in the future. Podcasts.
Thursday, April 9, 2015
I participated in a Blog Blast Activation on behalf of Influence Central for GB.
I received a promotional item to thank me for my participation.Tall Dad and I were just talking the other day about items we need to purchase for our second baby, and the truth is - that we do not have that much to shop for. Granted, we will need to get a ton of newborn and size 1 diapers, some new pacifiers, and another car seat, but aside from that we have everything that we need.
It's funny, but babies don't really need too much when you think about it. They need love, food, clothing, a place to sleep, and a car seat. The last item is so important that they won't even let you leave the hospital without making sure you have a secure car seat to bring home your new bundle of joy.
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Monday, April 6, 2015
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Friday, April 3, 2015
This blog post has been compensated by Collective Bias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. #WicklessWonders #CollectiveBiasI just finished crying to myself in the shower. For the second time today. Why? Because I've been super sick this week. Like down and out, tissues stuffed in my nose, popsicles for dinner kind of sick. I've spent more money at my local drugstore this week than I've made at my job because I've had to call out sick three out of four days. Being sick stinks. Being pregnant and sick really stinks, because 99% of medications are off limits.
I blame New England's never ending winter as the culprit to my illness. Well, that and the fact that my adorable toddler made me super sick. I love him, but he is a little germ carrying culprit.