Compari(son)

He’s screaming again. It has been three hours of misery tonight watching him fuss and squirm and whine and scream. We’ve run the usual gamut of reactionary reconnaissance: Googling, entertaining, feeding, distracting, more Googling, message boarding, prodding. And he’s still screaming. I feel the frustration filling my veins. I want to scream. But it’s not…

Colic & Hope: A Reflection

Less than a year ago today I was in parenting hell. Today is different.

My greatest hope for my son . . .

There are many things I hope for you.  I hope for you to be happy, to feel successful, to find love, to be self-assured.  I’ll be honest, there are petty things that I hope for you, too.  I hope that you love to cook like I do.  I hope that you enjoy reading, more than…

My Newborn is An @$$hole

“He’s alive.”  That has been our mantra as my wife and I have officially kept our first born alive for a little over a month.  The fact that all we can say is, “He’s alive,” has nothing to do with our shock at our skill set.  We are more than capable of meeting a baby’s needs,…