Posted in February 2013

suck on that, NYP.

i got a request, thanks to a facebook friend who i worked with in PR, to do a story on post-Sandy babies.  edgar and i had planned to try to conceive in October–it really had nothing to do with the hurricane. but the prospect of being in the papes, like the newsies say, was appealing, … Continue reading

Good morning, HULKSMASH.

  7:48 am …things are going swimmingly. The baby is fed and dressed and playing happily while I finish eating and packing up for work. Jason asks if he can get a ride to work. “Sure!” I say happily. Bossman is out so its no big deal if I’m a little late. Time to get … Continue reading

Hormones are Stupid

I’ve never been happier than I was the weeks just following the birth of my son. Everything came pretty easy. Delivery was shockingly quick, breastfeeding worked and the baby was thriving. I was filled with a euphoria like I’d never felt. I laughed like I haven’t laughed in years. Even in a profoundly sleep deprived state, life was bliss. The autumnal days were long and sunny and punctuated with the intoxicating newborn aroma. There were rough days for sure. In particular I remember dreading nights when in knew I was facing many wake ups, but then the sun would come up nice and early and I would be eager to start another day. In general I only had brief moments of anxiety, usually over the fact that things were so perfect something was bound to go wrong.
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Dear Baz // 5 months

Dear Baz // 5 months

Dear Sebastian, You’re five months now and I am in awe of how quickly time passes. Every week seems to bring on new changes. You’ve lost some of that “baby” look on your face and sometimes I’m startled by how much you look like a little boy. You’re quite the smiley guy and I’ve gotten … Continue reading