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Two: Grown Up
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Iain's crib converted to a toddler day-bed

Iain's crib converted to a toddler day-bed

My son is two, and he is too grown up. A statement you’d probably hear from most parents. We want to deny that they’re no longer babies and refuse to believe that they’re getting older. And although its true that overnight he seems to grow by leaps and bounds—shedding his clothes and becoming too big for his diapers—there are always milestones that seem to make this point all the more clear. Whether it be the first time he peed on me while I changed him, or the first time he peed on the toilet (trying to pee in it), or the first time he pulled off his diaper and pooped everywhere. Sure, there is also the first step or word, but as amazing as they are, I believe they’re over-anticipated.  It’s the smaller things that tend to take us by surprise (plus everyone loves bathroom humor).

Today is another milestone. And although it may not be as big as walking, and even though there was no peeing or pooping involved (yet), this is another reminder that my son is growing up—and way too fast. Today I took apart the crib and made it into a toddler day-bed . . . *pause for a moment of silence*  It seems like only yesterday he was barely learning to crawl. And now he’s two, and too grown up.

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John’s First Thoughts
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Each weekend I have my son leads off with a swelling of anticipation followed by the inevitable thrill of us being together and home, running around like children with shreaks of excitement (yes I shreak too). It’s fun getting down to his level and playing with him. And of course, you still have the role of responsible parent to bare. But amidst all of the enjoyment and fun, there is that period over the weekend where our time together becomes more common place (as I would imagine it would for normal families who have established routines). And when I should be spending time with my son, I find I have become obsessed or compelled to complete some insignificant task that steals me away from my son’s attention. And to some degree, I imagine we’ve all been there. But on these occassions, I’m just glad that I have my girlfriend to help remind me, and to tear me away from my compulsions so I can spend that much needed time with my son. This may seem obvious, but be aware of your child’s need to bond with their parent and fulfill their craving for that attention. Don’t allow some task, unimportant to your child’s development, prevent you from giving them the love they need.

Scott’s First Thoughts …..
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Like a lot of things – dogs greeting you at the door, for instance, or finding money in your wallet that you didn’t expect to be there, or hanging out with family and friends — the idea of having a baby, is a totally wonderful idea! Initially, it sounds like a fabulous idea, but once you start to truly think about it, and you allow your brain to think about it rationally, you come to realize that it is a life changing idea. It is honestly scary!

I know that I am not the only person ever to think that it’s life changing, or scary, but now that I am in the position, as I am excitedly awaiting the birth of my first child, I can actually be that scared person. Honestly, I cannot expect to think that I know or understand all of the changes that I am going to need to make.

I am going through the motions, having completed the “daddy’s guide to child birth preparation”, if there really is one. I have gone to most of the doctor’s appointments, as I am trying diligently to make them all. I have started to “baby proof” the house, placing those clear plastic things in the electrical plugs even though I know that I don’t need them initially. I have rearranged the house, and that’s a whole other story, but in short, it required me to combine my office and guest room into one. This allowed me to free up a room to use as the nursery.

I spent countless hours designing and implementing my idea of the perfect baby nursery, which included cute teddy bears in sports outfits, paint, border, and even some scrap booking decals to hang on the walls. And not to mention, that you must have a PHD to figure out and put together the baby crib, travel system, car seat, and changing table! I am exaggerating a lil’ bit, but in the end, it was a lot of work, and the baby boy isn’t even here yet!

All in all, I am super excited about bringing a baby boy into this world, and I have a wonderfully supportive family and numerous friends to call upon if need be. I cannot wait until the birth of my first son, which is expected in about 22 days now….

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