Thoughts on life, travel, and fatherhood

Category: Fatherhood (page 1 of 3)

Newborn vs. Toddler Fatherhood Challenges

Saturday September 4, 2021 // Naptime

A good friend of mine recently had a baby. He sent me a message with a picture of the little guy a few hours after delivery. I welcomed him to the dad club in my response back to him. A week later I got a message saying, “Where did this week go? Time is meaningless… Coffee is life…”

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Where Do We Go From Here?

Monday July 19, 2021 // Well Past Bedtime

I’d like to believe every parent of a toddler has had the same life-fulfilling experience I’ve had over the past 16 months of being at home with my kid all-day, everyday. That’s not reality though. People are begging to get out of the house. Go back to normal. Get back to their old lives. Not this guy though.

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Holding On

Tuesday September 1, 2020 // Morning Nap

Today my little guy is just north of 14 months old. He’s a chunk. Running around, chasing the dog, climbing on everything… It’s so much fun to be with him all day long everyday.

Presently we’re nap jailing on the couch at my neighbor’s house. We’re getting some work done in the house so we’re social distancing in our friends’ basement who are in our tiny quarantine circle.

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There’s No Going Back

Tuesday August 11, 2020 // Afternoon Nap

It’s been ::checks calendar:: nearly six months since I’ve published on this website. That’s a lie.

I did publish an article. I think this is the first article I’ve ever straight-up deleted from one of my websites. It was pre-COVID chaos about COVID and traveling with the little guy. We had a trip planned back in May to go to Los Angeles, San Diego, and Denver. In early March I published something about how we’re still going to go, we can’t be scared to travel, yada yada. Whoops.

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Pure Laughter

Thursday February 13, 2020 // Past Bedtime

Extremely short post.

Tonight for a solid ten minutes I shook at half-drank (drunk?) Gatorade bottle in front of my son and he laughed harder than I’ve ever heard someone laugh before. Which in turn caused me to laugh harder than I’ve ever laughed before.

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Forever

Tuesday February 11, 2020 // Bedtime

I’m sitting here rocking my son to sleep. Most nights he’ll fall asleep on his own but tonight he needed a little extra help. I’m sitting here, staring at him, knowing I can put him down at anytime and he’ll stay asleep but I don’t want to.

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What the Parenting Books Don’t Tell You About: Dishes

Monday February 3, 2020 // Past Bedtime

I want to talk about something the parenting books and blogs and coworker with six kids doesn’t warn you about enough — dishes. The sheer amount of dishes one does as a new parent is mind-boggling.

Dishes take up about 4% of my waking life. How’d I get to this calculation? I’m awake from approximately 5:30 AM – 10:30 PM. That’s 17 hours or 1,020 minutes. I spend roughly 40 minutes doing dishes each day. 40/1020 = 3.9%. How can I be a 100% father when that much of my day is dedicated to a sponge?

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What is Important?

Thursday January 23, 2020 // Lunchtime

What is important? I’m not talking about the “urgent vs. important” topic that always comes up in discussions about productivity. I’m talking about life.

What’s important in life?

As a new father, a lot of my thinking is directly related to parenthood.

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Quick Reflections on the First Six Months of Fatherhood

Saturday December 21, 2019 // Morning Nap

My wife is out running errands and the little guy just fell asleep. A shot of espresso is in my system and the dog is content with a bone. As long as the nap holds, there’s no better time to attempt to write than this very second.

My son will soon be six months old. Wow. They’re right. Time flies once you become a parent. The first ~two months are kinda slow because it’s all so new and you’re exhausted. Since then though, it’s gone by faster than I could have ever imagined.

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Groundhog Day Parenting

Monday December 9, 2019 // Bedtime

It’s been awhile since I’ve checked in. I haven’t forgotten about you. I’ve been buried under a mountain of work and emails and bottles and laundry. Too far buried to think about sticking my head out for even as long as Punxsutawney Phil would.

Being a working parent is rough. I knew it going into this whole thing. I wouldn’t trade it for the world (well, maybe working part and the dishes part). But I sure do wish it wasn’t 9:30 PM every night and I’m looking around thinking, “where did the day go?”. Every night. Tonight is no different.

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