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The black, white and pink nursery is done

We’ll have a new member of the family in a few days (12 to be exact). And I’m happy to say her black, white and pink nursery is ready to go. We generally like to take things down to the wire around here, so 12 days to spare is pretty good in my book. It starts with a vision The vision was created from my wife Tara. For months she talked about ‘a black wall’ and ‘a...

We’re having a baby during a global pandemic

Ah, what a time to be alive. Even crazier, is the thought of bringing a baby into a world that is completely terrified, confused, frustrated and alarmed. It’s not what I had envisioned during the last few years of trying to get to this finish line, but alas, here we are. Welcome to the world, Brooklyn! All of this can be yours! Our daughter will be born two weeks from yesterday barring any...

What a half-hour its been

I was walking out of work with a co-worker, chatting to her and listening to the President give his address on Coronavirus. I was asking her if she was planning to cancel her upcoming trip overseas. She said no, because she’d never be able to take that trip and get time off of work. Seconds later, President Trump announced all travel from Europe to the United States would be suspended for...

It’s a date (with myself)

I’m excited for Saturday. There’s nothing over-the-top exciting happening. My wife is going out with friends. And I get to play full-time Dad all day (and night). That’s a rarity around our house. Thanks to my wife, Tara, our daughter is well taken care of. Tara spends her days tending to Bella’s schedule, her wins, losses, tantrums and learning experiences. I get my time...

Your phone is way dirtier than your toilet seat

Well, that’s what they tell me. But with all the recent talk about Coronavirus (and endless coverage, no less), it’s hard not to think about germs in general. We’re all instructed to wash our hands constantly. And when I was in a daze staring at my phone, it made me think about how dirty my phone was. The answer? Your phone is way dirtier than your toilet seat. Think about it...

Bella’s first Bolts game

Yesterday was a great day for a matinee. The Tampa Bay Lighting were playing the Calgary Flames at Amalie Arena (which is just a few blocks from our condo). So it was a great time to bring Bella to her first game. First period. She was loving the energy of the crowd. The horn when the team scored a goal was too much for her little ears and she cowered in her seat. There was some coloring thanks...

We want our baby to arrive soon, just not today

Today would be a strange day for a birthday being Leap Year and all. I don’t think I know too many people with this birthday. But man, it must be strange to be born on Leap Year, er, Leap Day. Whatever you call it. My wife and I were talking about this. While the issue isn’t as critical when it comes to birthdays (since you can just celebrate yesterday or tomorrow), we figured there...

Blogging every day is no joke

When I set out to blog every, single day of 2020 as a New Year’s Resolution, little did I know how challenging it would be. Blogging every day is by no means easy. And when I started, I had about five ideas to talk about. Well, those burned up in the first week. So today, I’m behind, I’m out of ideas and I’m trying to go to bed. So alas, my topic is blogging every day and...

How many Amazon packages do you get?

Welcome to Mount Amazon. Well, that’s what I like to call the mountain of cardboard near our door from the Amazon deliveries we receive. It’s gotten a bit out of hand. My question to you is, how many Amazon packages do you get? Would you say two per week? Five? Twenty? I’d say we get about one a day. Perhaps seven on average a week. That’s probably realistic. And these...

A little baby scare and race to the hospital

Never good when your new, unborn baby decides not to move for the majority of the day. Such was the case yesterday afternoon when Tara notified me that the baby hasn’t been ‘her normal self’. In other words, she wasn’t karate kicking my wife and rolling around in her belly. This was an immediate concern and a race to the hospital. After reaching out to our nurses, they...

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