The Futility of Protectiveness

The Futility of Protectiveness

As soon as my daughter was born, I was overwhelmed with the feeling of wanting to keep her safe. Every object seemed a potential hazard, every situation a possible threat. Even our baby-proofed house never seemed quite baby-proofed enough. As she learned to crawl, the...
The Dreaded “C” Word: Colic!!!

The Dreaded “C” Word: Colic!!!

My baby had colic, and one thing was obvious: she stopped crying, and even fell asleep when I held her and walked with her. It wasn’t long after bringing our baby daughter home that we realized she needed a lot of attention. As new parents, we thought we were...
Welcome to Diaperville, Population: Poo

Welcome to Diaperville, Population: Poo

It’s a dirty job, but some daddy has to do it.  I’ve never liked talking about bathroom stuff. I rarely even like jokes about it, and I don’t even like euphemistic references to it, unless you are my doctor and I’m dying of dysentery. But...