Posts Tagged ‘God’

October 5th, 2009 Sleep is the key to parental sanity, or at least that has been the case for us.  By about five weeks into this crazy process, Sadie Bell began sleeping through the night  . . . which meant that Mommy and Daddy did to.  I don’t know about you, but being tired transforms [...]

October 2nd, 2009 I’m not proud of it; no, it is actually something I’m somewhat ashamed of.  I couldn’t help it and I think that fact was the source of greatest frustration from the whole experience.  Confession is good for the soul, so here goes: I was a . . . (insert long, drawn pause [...]

September 30th, 2009 Today is a special day because Laura and I are celebrating our ninth wedding anniversary.  Whew, now we’re starting to get up there a bit!  One year . . . peanuts.  Four years . . . piece of cake.  Seven years . . . sure it’s a fine, biblical number, but still [...]

September 28th, 2009 When you’re a new parent, you really try not to read into everything . . . unsuccessfully, that is.  I can remember walking into newborn Sadie’s room many-a-time in the middle of the night and positioning myself low to listen for her little breaths.  I recall little sounds and gestures that she [...]

September 23rd, 2009 Parenthood is not just about doing things that you’ve never done before, it’s also about not doing things that you would have done before the pitter-patter of little feet hit the floor of your previously non-paternal pad.  In my case, gagging is one thing that I seldom do now . . . [...]

September 21st, 2009 Some aspects of parenting a newborn were simplistic.  Simply put, she slept eighteen hours every day . . . and when she slept, she slept hard!  You could drive a Mack truck towing a carnival ride through the living room and she wouldn’t stir . . . well, so I theorize. Since [...]

September 16th, 2009 If you haven’t noticed, I’m kind of a “words” guy.  My wife says that I can use two-hundred words to describe something when twenty words would have sufficed.  Guilty as charged, I suppose. Nevertheless, one cannot underestimate the influence words have on our lives and on our culture at large.  In this day [...]

September 1st, 2009 You may remember the story I wrote some time ago about Sadie’s first bath time nightmare.   The screams of agony.  The beet-red face.  The grueling and squirming . . . but enough about me, you should have seen Sadie! I told you, however, that she eventually became accustomed and even fond [...]

August 11th, 2009 Anticipatory planning rarely equates to reality.  Three years before Sadie was in our house, we brought home a little two-pound puppy named Brutus. Jet black.  The runt of the litter.  Gentle and submissive. Brutus was the perfect dog from the get-go. Pregnancy then brought about a whole host of ideas about the [...]

August 10th, 2009 I suppose that it happened somewhere in the vicinity of Sadie’s sixth or seventh month . . . I don’t really remember the exact moment.  All I remember is that it was a bit disheartening for me because I realized that once we had crossed this most crucial point in her life, [...]