Day 24: The Sounds of the Night-time I

Early this morning, I woke to the sounds of Jaclyn. I glanced at her silhouette at the foot of the bed, back lit by the sliver of light coming through the crack in the bathroom door. I shuffled slightly in my stupor, my foot grazing the changing pad that rested atop our bed. I drifted … Continue reading Day 24: The Sounds of the Night-time I →

Day 23: Poop Update!

Yesterday brought with it an exciting development in the poop department. 7) The Raptor Attack An attack on the unassuming, diaper-changing parent, who is likely on-guard against sudden peeing, this poop is the thing you didn't see coming. Pure liquid, projectile poop, it spews forth at a rate too fast to counter. You were doomed … Continue reading Day 23: Poop Update! →

Day 19

Whenever anyone asks about the baby for the first time, I feel compelled to not simply tell them that he's doing well, but also that Jaclyn is doing well. And then I tell them about how smoothly the entire birthing process went for her. Maybe I'm speaking a little out of turn when I talk … Continue reading Day 19 →

Day 18

Jaclyn: "I don't know how he's eating so much." Brian: "He's just a growing all-consuming elder of the universe, Jaclyn."

Day 17

Miles added a new sound to his repertoire today -- the cry-sneeze. He has, up to this point, not cried very much. He might fuss a little when he feels hungry, but he quiets down quickly. Today though, his fussing became a bit more pronounced, then swelled to a crescendo as he drew a breath … Continue reading Day 17 →

Day 16

Today was my first day back at work since Miles entered our lives. Do dads look forward to this normally? Because I sure as hell wasn't. In all honesty I felt pretty guilty leaving this morning, especially thinking that THIS would be the norm. How much of my son's life am I going to miss … Continue reading Day 16 →

Day 14

The hardest adjustment, for me, has been waking up. I'm used to waking up and finding that there's a baby in my apartment every morning (see Day Two -- it took a couple days for it to really sink in). My bigger problem is that I am not now nor have I ever been a … Continue reading Day 14 →

Day 11

Yesterday, we took Miles on his first leisurely excursion -- a walk in the park. This was quite a production, involving a number of wardrobe changes and quality time spent figuring out how to use his stroller, but eventually we landed on the right combination. Emboldened (and unwilling to let a trivia night focused entirely … Continue reading Day 11 →

Day 10

I've told people repeatedly this week that it's not the baby keeping us up at night, but rather the other way around. And while that continues to be true, it does seem that nights have become needlessly complicated and directionless. Our burgeoning system of mutual assistance all but completely corrodes at night, when both of … Continue reading Day 10 →

Day Nine

I've been a father for one week, and my descent into "bumbling idiot" could not have happened at a more alarming pace. Jaclyn woke me (or attempted to, anyway) last night to have me check Miles's diaper. I soon called out that I couldn't find him. Jaclyn asked what I was doing, and I said, … Continue reading Day Nine →