Last night, for the second time ever, I was forced to abscond into the night with Miles who, flagrantly refusing to sleep or cease his screaming, left me with little recourse but to drive him around until his ass fell asleep. Normally, we would've just let him eventually put himself back to sleep, trying our … Continue reading Year 2, Day 272
For the last seven months, there's been this weird feeling in the back of my mind every time I've heard Jaclyn's breast pump operating. The sound reminded me of something, but I just couldn't figure out what. Tonight, it dawned on me.
During Miles's first few weeks of existence, we had no choice but to supplement his breast milk with formula. This was largely his fault, as he was consuming so much that Jaclyn couldn't keep up with his voluminous appetite. To be fair to her, a small village would've had a hard time keeping up. As … Continue reading Day 91
So here's a disturbing thing that happened tonight. We're eating dinner, and naturally Miles got fussy, so Jaclyn took a break and started feeding him at the table. After a moment, she looks up at me. "Are you curious to know what this tastes like or no?" she said, while feeding Miles fluid from her … Continue reading Day 29
Jaclyn: "I don't know how he's eating so much." Brian: "He's just a growing all-consuming elder of the universe, Jaclyn."
Today, Jaclyn went out for lunch and a bridal expo with her stepmother and soon-to-be married sister, leaving me at home with Miles for several hours. In addition to looking forward to some quality "guy time" with my newly-minted son, I was also happy to get some otherwise quiet time to read, work out, and … Continue reading Day 13