Yesterday I got the bright idea of creating a movie fort for Johanna and myself. Jolene was at work, so to pass the time I thought we would watch the movie Moana. We have a bunch of cardboard laying around from various projects. I pulled the couch cushions from the other room and a couple blankets. Voila, a movie fort.
Beginning today Jolene is officially on disability. Her doctor approved her to be out on maternity leave early. She is just short of 30 weeks along. Over the past few weeks she has been having sciatica, massive amounts of pain, dizziness, fainting spells, and falling. Now she finally gets to take a break before our boy is born. She has been pushing herself further into her pregnancy with the hopes of staying out longer after our baby’s birth.
When I was a child I loved asking my dad if I could help him. I enjoyed participating on construction sites using a hammer or laying tile. As a child and even into adult hood I helped my dad with many tile jobs. Through the years I thought I actually was helping. Over time I did eventually excel at the job. Now that I’m a dad, I realize I probably was more of a burden in my younger years. Which is why this is my most dreaded question, “can I help you?”
Originally when I planned this post I wanted to take a photo of my wife while she was sweating. That way I’d have a photo where my wife is hot, literally. I didn’t get that photo yet. So the next best thing was to take some photos of her pregnant.
We would like to wish everyone a happy 4th of July. Stay safe on this summer holiday and enjoy your firework displays. A friendly reminder to keep your dogs inside while fireworks are going off.
“I don’t need a man.” I can’t even remember how many times I’ve heard this quote in person. How many times have I heard, “I don’t need a women”? A couple times in country music songs. Yeah, I occasionally listen to country music. Where did things go so wrong that the semantics of the word need, is viewed by men and women so differently? Lets take a look at the definition of the word need by Merriam Webster. You know that book we used to pull out in grade school. Need: something that is desirable, useful, a physiological or psychological requirement, a condition of requirement and so forth. Now that we know what it means, lets go out into the cosmos and break apart this sensationalized pressure to be alone. In the process lets discover for women why it’s ok to need a man, and men why it’s okay to need a woman.
As a first time father I remember things very vividly even down to the minute. Jolene took four months off to bond with Johanna. One of the first nights Jolene went back to work Johanna cried the entire night. It was so bad that she finally fell asleep at 6:19 a.m. I tried rocking her on her back, as well as her chest. She wasn’t hungry. She didn’t need to go to the bathroom. Pedialax didn’t work. I paced back and forth trying not to step in the areas that creaked. I tried music, nothing. We have a tv in our room that I tried to distract her with. Swaddling was of no use. I even tried a car ride. To this day she has only fell asleep in the car 4 times. Her colic was so bad, it felt like my child was possessed by demons. I too broke down crying.
One of cool things about being a SAHD is that we don’t have to always maintain our beards. I personally hate having to shave every day. When I attended college I also worked as an officer for the University Patrol. The department had strict guidelines about maintaining our facial hair. Many companies have the same regulations. As a stay at home dad I don’t have a boss telling me how to shave my face, or how often. Or do I?
With a boom and a thud I woke up two mornings ago. After a few seconds of realizing what had happened, I realized my wife was on the floor. In my awakening awkwardness and fumbling words I called out, “Are you okay, are you okay?” There was no response. We’ve been married for 10 years and 6 months. Jolene and I dated for 5 years and were friends even before. Needless to say we know each other all too well. So when I say my pregnant wife pushes herself too much, I know it’s not an understatement.
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