Wow, in 15 minutes it will be the month of September. That means it's been almost 2 months since I have posted anything on here. I feel pretty bad about that. I started this and meant to keep it up at least being able to post weekly. Let me tell you folks that don't have children something about time. Once your child enters this world "your time" or "free time", it no longer exists. Now please do not think of this as a negative thing, I love being with my son. I just have started to realize how I never was very disciplined with how I used my time before he was born. Now that I have less of it, I have had no idea how to use the free moments. My goal is to get back in the habit of writing here at least once a week again.
That being said, things are changing around here. Elliott is now 3 months old! Yes I am biased but this kid is really cute. The emotions that come with being a parent are so complex and intense it can be hard to describe. I guess that the best way that I can put it is that I feel complete when I am with my son. Before Elliott was born my co-worker Annette told me that you don't know what true love is until you have a child. I have thought about this and I really believe it to be true. I think Summer would agree with me on this. With a partner you make a choice to love that person based on certain qualities both positive and negative. And in this respect I am a very lucky man, because I am definitely not perfect. The thing about a baby is that you love that child without knowing anything about them. It is truly unconditional love when you have a child of your own. Watching him grow and develop before your eyes is amazing. I cannot believe I get to experience this. On my last day of work for the week I cannot wait to get home and spend time with my son. I don't think there is anything more special than that I could experience in my life at this point.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
rapid decompression
A few nights ago I came home from work late, a little after 10pm. Elliott was crying, he had been fussy all day. I sat down with him in the rocking chair that we are borrowing and rocked him until he fell asleep. There wasn't anything out of the ordinary about this but I felt like I was able to slow down enough to appreciate being there with my son in that moment. I love him so much. It was my favorite moment of being a father since he was born.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Elliott Joseph Izay
So about a week ago I sat down to write a blog realizing that I had been home for close to two weeks and had not written anything about Elliott's birth. So I was working on a writing it all out when somehow I accidentally deleted it. I was too frustrated to retype everything I just wrote so I turned it off. I will give it another try.
Today Elliott is 3 weeks old. He was born at 5:15am on May 27, 2010 and weighed 8 lbs. and 2oz. We checked in to the hospital Wednesday evening the 26th and were going to induce Thursday morning. Summer began having heavy contractions around 2-2:30 in the morning. She went from 2cm dialated to 10cm in about an hour, pushed for about 10 to 15 minutes and our son was born. So we were in labor for a little less than 3 hours. I was under the assumption that this usually took anywhere from 12 to 24 hours so I was prepared for that. I was not expecting 3 hours, that's crazy talk!
So everything went really smoothly, and everyone is happy and healthy. The first few days home from the hospital were a little scary. Here you are with a little baby who has no idea where he is or what is going on, and all of the nurses, doctors, family members who have been helping you are gone. But we are adjusting well, and Elliott is great. Lately some of his favorite things to do are eat, sleep, poop, cry and scream.
I need to be better about updating this a little more often. It's hard to do when you have a little baby to hang out with instead. I'm really excited he is here.
Today Elliott is 3 weeks old. He was born at 5:15am on May 27, 2010 and weighed 8 lbs. and 2oz. We checked in to the hospital Wednesday evening the 26th and were going to induce Thursday morning. Summer began having heavy contractions around 2-2:30 in the morning. She went from 2cm dialated to 10cm in about an hour, pushed for about 10 to 15 minutes and our son was born. So we were in labor for a little less than 3 hours. I was under the assumption that this usually took anywhere from 12 to 24 hours so I was prepared for that. I was not expecting 3 hours, that's crazy talk!
So everything went really smoothly, and everyone is happy and healthy. The first few days home from the hospital were a little scary. Here you are with a little baby who has no idea where he is or what is going on, and all of the nurses, doctors, family members who have been helping you are gone. But we are adjusting well, and Elliott is great. Lately some of his favorite things to do are eat, sleep, poop, cry and scream.
I need to be better about updating this a little more often. It's hard to do when you have a little baby to hang out with instead. I'm really excited he is here.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
UPDATE!
Just got back from the doctor. He is sending us to the hospital today to induce labor. We are going to the hospital at 4pm today. Elliott will be here sometime today or tomorrow! More info soon...
due date
Today is Elliott's due date. I don't think he realizes that his Mother HATES being late for anything. No sign of labor yet. We go to the doctor in an hour for our weekly check up. Thanks to everyone for phone calls, texts, comments. We are doing great, just anxious to finally have him join us. We will keep you updated...
Did anyone catch the series finale of Lost? I was skeptical throughout this final season that I would be happy with the way it ends, but I thought it was a perfect way to end the show.
Did anyone catch the series finale of Lost? I was skeptical throughout this final season that I would be happy with the way it ends, but I thought it was a perfect way to end the show.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
on a lighter note...
I have been going to the grocery store a little more often these days. In the past Summer has done most of the shopping. I am trying to help out. I work for Trader Joe's but there is a big difference between a little market and a mega store like Vons or Albertsons. Honestly the only reason that I go there is convenience. I'm not huge fan of Vons but it is right around the corner from our house so we tend to shop there sometimes.
Sometime within the past few years it became a standard for these big mega stores to have a coffee stand inside them, usually it is Starbucks. The Vons we go to is no different. They have a Starbucks right by the entrance of the store. They also have a bunch of tables and chairs where you can sit and drink your beverage which I had never noticed before, until yesterday. As we were walking around shopping I noticed three elderly ladies sitting at these tables just sitting and hanging out with their coffee. I started cracking up with laughter. I think it is awesome that these elderly ladies have each other to hang out with. It actually makes me feel good to see elderly people interacting with each other. The reason that I found this so funny is that these ladies probably called each other up to get together and decided, "Let's meet at Starbuck's, you know the one inside the Vons." The real kicker here is that there is a real Starbucks about 20 feet away from Vons in the very same parking lot, yet these three elderly ladies prefer the cold empty atmosphere that a mega store like Vons provides. Okay, maybe I am the only one that finds this funny. One of those things you had to be there for.
Today is exactly one week until Elliott's due date(May 26). This means that he will be arriving one way or the other within the next three weeks. I know I can speak for Summer when I say that we are both getting pretty anxious at this point...
Sometime within the past few years it became a standard for these big mega stores to have a coffee stand inside them, usually it is Starbucks. The Vons we go to is no different. They have a Starbucks right by the entrance of the store. They also have a bunch of tables and chairs where you can sit and drink your beverage which I had never noticed before, until yesterday. As we were walking around shopping I noticed three elderly ladies sitting at these tables just sitting and hanging out with their coffee. I started cracking up with laughter. I think it is awesome that these elderly ladies have each other to hang out with. It actually makes me feel good to see elderly people interacting with each other. The reason that I found this so funny is that these ladies probably called each other up to get together and decided, "Let's meet at Starbuck's, you know the one inside the Vons." The real kicker here is that there is a real Starbucks about 20 feet away from Vons in the very same parking lot, yet these three elderly ladies prefer the cold empty atmosphere that a mega store like Vons provides. Okay, maybe I am the only one that finds this funny. One of those things you had to be there for.
Today is exactly one week until Elliott's due date(May 26). This means that he will be arriving one way or the other within the next three weeks. I know I can speak for Summer when I say that we are both getting pretty anxious at this point...
Monday, May 17, 2010
and now for something completely similar....
The internet is a crazy place these days, as if I need to tell you this. You are reading a blog(just the word blog itself should give you proof of my statement of how weird the internet is) written by me. I'm not famous. I haven't done anything of significance other than to be a functioning member of society, to deserve this space to share my thoughts with the five people that read this blog. Yet here I am with my own little corner of the inter web. That is the thing about the internet, between blogs, social networking sites like facebook and twitter you can connect with people and know what is going on at any moment of the day. I have to admit, there are things about this that are really cool. I use facebook and I have reconnected with people that I don't get to talk to all the time or haven't seen in some time. Or it is fun to see what people are up to on a day to day basis without having get on the phone with them(I'm not a fan of talking on the phone). While I do use the facebook lately I have begun to think that there are some things about these sites that are driving me crazy.
First, when you sign up for these sites you get to choose who you want to be friends with. You DON'T get to choose who your friends choose to be friends with. If you post something on one of these pages anyone of your friends can comment on what you have to say. This is where things get interesting/ugly(What's up Darryl!). We are living in a pretty intense political and socio-economic climate these days. Naturally people are going to use their voice to express how they feel about what is currently going on around them. Before I go on let me say that I do not have a problem with this whatsoever. I believe with all of my heart that whether I agree or disagree I try to respect peoples opinions and where they are coming from. I understand that what I think(I'm not even going to get into my politics, I'll save it for later) is not going to be the same as other people. That is fine with me. I know, I'm weird because I don't want to fight and argue my political beliefs on the internet. I'm not disrespecting the people that do, actually I respect these people a whole lot for being passionate enough to speak up about what they belief in. Maybe I'm just suffering from apathy and exhaustion(a little reference for the punkers).
Here is one thing that I will not tolerate having to read on the internet: blatant racism. Yes the new Arizona immigration law is stirring up the pot around the country right now.(I am not going to comment on this law itself as I do not know all of the information on it and I am not really here to start a debate) One of my really good buddy's posted something about this on his facebook page. Like I said I have no problem with someone expressing their opinion in an appropriate way. Well some random guy that I don't know left a comment that said "dumb ass beans". That was the whole comment. This made me pretty angry. Another guy posted a comment, and then my friend Cristina posted a comment that was saying that she did not agree with what was posted. Well, the same guy that posted "dumb ass beans" made another comment telling Cristina that she said one of the most uneducated things he had ever heard. WHAT! This guy just not only degraded a whole race of people by using an extremely offensive term to describe them but he also generalized a WHOLE RACE OF PEOPLE by saying they are all dumb. And then he had the nerve to say that her opinion was uneducated. I really couldn't believe this guy was so ignorant that he couldn't see what he just did there(or maybe he wasn't THAT ignorant because when I looked later the comment was removed). I'm sorry but I am friends with and work with a large number of Hispanic people who are very intelligent,funny, warm, caring and generous human beings. Way to go random white guy from, you just proved that racism is still alive and well.
I know that racism still exists. I am not naive. But I really hate it with all of my heart, I really do. One could make the argument that just because you use a racial slur or make a little joke does not make you racist. I'm calling BS on this. If it is important enough to make a comment out loud or where people can read it and that comment is making a negative generalization about a WHOLE group of people then there is something inside you that is making you angry and hateful. I am not claiming that I am perfect and have never had a thought like this before in my life. As human beings I think at times these thoughts can come to us unintentionally. But I believe that it is something that you should fight off or just keep it to yourself if you really are ok with that type of negative thinking.
You have probably read this far and wondered, "Wow, Josh I thought this blog was supposed to be about your son that is about to be born, not the internet, politics and racism". Ahhh, you are right but this blog really is about my son. Getting ready to be a father has made me think about this more because I am thinking about what I am going to teach my son when it comes to politics, equality, race, the internet, sexual orientation and all kinds of heavy subjects. It can be hard to come to conclusions when some of these topics are so heavy and complicated. I just want my son to be able to respect people no matter what they believe or who they are or what they look like. One of the things I have loved about growing up in California is the diversity. I want my son to grow up and be exposed to different cultures as much as possible.
One thing I do know that I will teach him regardless of any of these things is LOVE. At the risk of sounding like a hippy(and I really don't want to sound like a hippy), I think that love has power to make a difference in this world(yep, I sound like a hippy). I work in a grocery store and every day I see people come through there that seem really miserable. Not all of them, in fact most of our customers are great. But I do deal with a percentage of people that seem really miserable. And I understand that I don't know them or what they have gone through. But I do know that this life is a gift and I feel really blessed to be able to be here. I wish I could make other people feel that same feeling. It feels amazing to be here, right now, with all of these people I know and care about. And when it comes down to it what race, political belief, religion, sexual orientation you have does not matter to me. What kind of person you are and how you treat others is the most important thing to me. And appreciating the people that love you as well as loving the people that you don't even know are both very important to me. This is what I hope more than anything I can teach my son. I am very far from having it all together, but if I can model these things then I might be on the right track...
***I apologize for any grammatical errors. I also apologize if I offended anyone by anything I said, just trying to speak from the heart. I guess I'm not that much different from anyone else posting comments on the internet, ha!
First, when you sign up for these sites you get to choose who you want to be friends with. You DON'T get to choose who your friends choose to be friends with. If you post something on one of these pages anyone of your friends can comment on what you have to say. This is where things get interesting/ugly(What's up Darryl!). We are living in a pretty intense political and socio-economic climate these days. Naturally people are going to use their voice to express how they feel about what is currently going on around them. Before I go on let me say that I do not have a problem with this whatsoever. I believe with all of my heart that whether I agree or disagree I try to respect peoples opinions and where they are coming from. I understand that what I think(I'm not even going to get into my politics, I'll save it for later) is not going to be the same as other people. That is fine with me. I know, I'm weird because I don't want to fight and argue my political beliefs on the internet. I'm not disrespecting the people that do, actually I respect these people a whole lot for being passionate enough to speak up about what they belief in. Maybe I'm just suffering from apathy and exhaustion(a little reference for the punkers).
Here is one thing that I will not tolerate having to read on the internet: blatant racism. Yes the new Arizona immigration law is stirring up the pot around the country right now.(I am not going to comment on this law itself as I do not know all of the information on it and I am not really here to start a debate) One of my really good buddy's posted something about this on his facebook page. Like I said I have no problem with someone expressing their opinion in an appropriate way. Well some random guy that I don't know left a comment that said "dumb ass beans". That was the whole comment. This made me pretty angry. Another guy posted a comment, and then my friend Cristina posted a comment that was saying that she did not agree with what was posted. Well, the same guy that posted "dumb ass beans" made another comment telling Cristina that she said one of the most uneducated things he had ever heard. WHAT! This guy just not only degraded a whole race of people by using an extremely offensive term to describe them but he also generalized a WHOLE RACE OF PEOPLE by saying they are all dumb. And then he had the nerve to say that her opinion was uneducated. I really couldn't believe this guy was so ignorant that he couldn't see what he just did there(or maybe he wasn't THAT ignorant because when I looked later the comment was removed). I'm sorry but I am friends with and work with a large number of Hispanic people who are very intelligent,funny, warm, caring and generous human beings. Way to go random white guy from, you just proved that racism is still alive and well.
I know that racism still exists. I am not naive. But I really hate it with all of my heart, I really do. One could make the argument that just because you use a racial slur or make a little joke does not make you racist. I'm calling BS on this. If it is important enough to make a comment out loud or where people can read it and that comment is making a negative generalization about a WHOLE group of people then there is something inside you that is making you angry and hateful. I am not claiming that I am perfect and have never had a thought like this before in my life. As human beings I think at times these thoughts can come to us unintentionally. But I believe that it is something that you should fight off or just keep it to yourself if you really are ok with that type of negative thinking.
You have probably read this far and wondered, "Wow, Josh I thought this blog was supposed to be about your son that is about to be born, not the internet, politics and racism". Ahhh, you are right but this blog really is about my son. Getting ready to be a father has made me think about this more because I am thinking about what I am going to teach my son when it comes to politics, equality, race, the internet, sexual orientation and all kinds of heavy subjects. It can be hard to come to conclusions when some of these topics are so heavy and complicated. I just want my son to be able to respect people no matter what they believe or who they are or what they look like. One of the things I have loved about growing up in California is the diversity. I want my son to grow up and be exposed to different cultures as much as possible.
One thing I do know that I will teach him regardless of any of these things is LOVE. At the risk of sounding like a hippy(and I really don't want to sound like a hippy), I think that love has power to make a difference in this world(yep, I sound like a hippy). I work in a grocery store and every day I see people come through there that seem really miserable. Not all of them, in fact most of our customers are great. But I do deal with a percentage of people that seem really miserable. And I understand that I don't know them or what they have gone through. But I do know that this life is a gift and I feel really blessed to be able to be here. I wish I could make other people feel that same feeling. It feels amazing to be here, right now, with all of these people I know and care about. And when it comes down to it what race, political belief, religion, sexual orientation you have does not matter to me. What kind of person you are and how you treat others is the most important thing to me. And appreciating the people that love you as well as loving the people that you don't even know are both very important to me. This is what I hope more than anything I can teach my son. I am very far from having it all together, but if I can model these things then I might be on the right track...
***I apologize for any grammatical errors. I also apologize if I offended anyone by anything I said, just trying to speak from the heart. I guess I'm not that much different from anyone else posting comments on the internet, ha!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
lamazzze
We are now two weeks away from the due date, which means it could be any time now. I know Summer is hoping for sooner rather than later. If I had a little human being growing in my stomach I would want to get it out as soon as I possibly could too. We are very excited though, all of the waiting and anticipating is almost over.
Before we get to meet him though we have one little obstacle to get through, it is known as labor. Luckily Summer isn't too nervous about it, the bad part is that I feel nervous enough for both of us. We went to our lamaze class last weekend, it was a crash course. Instead of 6 weeks of class we chose to do it all in one weekend. It was here that I was exposed to videotape after videotape of people giving birth to babies. I had to watch the whole thing go down and everytime I saw these random babies being born I felt like I was going to pass out. I'm sure I will be fine when it is time for us to do it but I have to say it is weird watching a baby being born. They look weird when they first come out, covered in white stuff, the skin is a bluish purple color. The scariest thing is those first few seconds when they are not breathing until that cord is cut and the mucus is cleared out. I watched these videos realizing that I will be doing this any day now and I am not at all prepared for it. But at least I know how to breathe correctly during labor.
Wait a second.
I already forgot the breathing techniques that we learned in class(not that I really had them down to begin with). Basically at this point I am just going to be a big mess of nerves that will not be a whole lot of help. The things I do remember right now will probably be forgotten when I hear my wife screaming in pain. The one good thing about taking the lamaze class is that at least I am now thinking about how crazy labor really is. I wasn't really thinking about it too much before. I might not be prepared but at least I am aware of what is about to go down. Thinking about getting through that and the result that comes of it is pretty awesome too. We get to take a little person home with us as a result.
Did I mention how excited I am to meet this little guy?
Before we get to meet him though we have one little obstacle to get through, it is known as labor. Luckily Summer isn't too nervous about it, the bad part is that I feel nervous enough for both of us. We went to our lamaze class last weekend, it was a crash course. Instead of 6 weeks of class we chose to do it all in one weekend. It was here that I was exposed to videotape after videotape of people giving birth to babies. I had to watch the whole thing go down and everytime I saw these random babies being born I felt like I was going to pass out. I'm sure I will be fine when it is time for us to do it but I have to say it is weird watching a baby being born. They look weird when they first come out, covered in white stuff, the skin is a bluish purple color. The scariest thing is those first few seconds when they are not breathing until that cord is cut and the mucus is cleared out. I watched these videos realizing that I will be doing this any day now and I am not at all prepared for it. But at least I know how to breathe correctly during labor.
Wait a second.
I already forgot the breathing techniques that we learned in class(not that I really had them down to begin with). Basically at this point I am just going to be a big mess of nerves that will not be a whole lot of help. The things I do remember right now will probably be forgotten when I hear my wife screaming in pain. The one good thing about taking the lamaze class is that at least I am now thinking about how crazy labor really is. I wasn't really thinking about it too much before. I might not be prepared but at least I am aware of what is about to go down. Thinking about getting through that and the result that comes of it is pretty awesome too. We get to take a little person home with us as a result.
Did I mention how excited I am to meet this little guy?
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
In Defense of the Bieber
There is a controversy spreading across the internet like a wild fire right now. It has come to my attention that JUSTIN BIEBER DOES NOT KNOW WHAT THE WORD GERMAN MEANS!Can you believe this? I mean this is BIG news people. The people at E News and TMZ are gonna have a field day with this one. Upon first viewing this video I pretty much had the same initial reaction as everyone which was "Man, Bieber is pretty dumb." But upon some closer examination and critical thinking skills I would like to argue that Bieber may not be as dumb as he appears. I mean, that Aussie guy had a pretty heavy accent and was asking pretty much one of the dumbest interview questions I have ever heard. I mean if some guy asked me if my name Izay was German for basketball? I wouldn't know how to answer either. Bieber just did what anyone would do when asked a dumb question, and proceeded to try and make the interviewer feel dumb. Bieber was actually outsmarting the guy the whole time. Aah, I don't believe any of that. Justin Bieber doesn't know what German means. Time to hit the books Bieb.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
weight of air
Summer had her last baby shower today! We have had a few different ones that friends and family have thrown for us. I just want to thank everyone so much for all of the love and support. This experience is so exciting but the fact that we get to share it with so many amazing people makes it even more exciting to me. We are truly blessed.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Most People Are DJ's
Next week I will be going to a concert. Probably the last one I go to for awhile. Ten years ago this might have been a big deal but these days I don't really go to that many shows. The older I get the less time I have and the less money I have to spend on shows (thanks Ticketmaster!). I'm not really that bummed about it. I still love music as much as I did when I was younger but with the exception of a few bands (the lawrence arms, smoking popes, anything Blake Schwarzenbach is involved in) I don't need to see a band I've seen ten times before.
The Hold Steady is band I've wanted to see for about 5 years and for whatever reason it just hasn't worked out. Maybe because I spent the last 3 and 1/2 years I spent working 60-70 hours a week? Anyways, unless something crazy happens (like a baby being born!) I will finally get to see them live. If you are not familiar with the Hold Steady they are a band of guys that are in their late 30's. About ten years ago they were all working office jobs and they decided to start a band so they could hang out, drink beer and play music together. I don't think they ever intended to put out an album originally. Next week they are releasing their 5th album and they headlining shows around the country. Not bad Hold Steady, not bad.
I've loved music for a long time. I used to play it. Sometimes I still want to. I was never very good, but I had a lot of fun. If it was up to my wife I would still play. I think if I had people to play with I might be more inclined to do it. But I am still a fan of music. Sometimes at night I put my headphones up to Summer's stomach and play music for Elliott. I think he loves it. He moves really crazy when the music is on. Either that he hates it and that's why he's moving around. I would rather think that he loves it. It makes me wonder what kind of music he will like when he gets older. I was talking to this guy Gabe at my work about that, and we came to the conclusion that by the time he is old enough to really get into music I probably won't like or understand the music that he likes. I think that if I played my Dad Black Flag or Bad Brains its not that he wouldn't get it but it's not what he would listen to. In the future there will probably be guys dressing like girls with long hair, wearing makeup and screaming like crazy. Uh, wait a second. Speaking of guys dressing like girls will someone please tell Jared Leto to just stop it already. He is almost ten years older than me and seeing a grown man wearing tight pants and makeup is weird.
One of the coolest realizations about becoming a father that I had this week is that it is very possible that my son will not be interested in any of these things I am writing about right now. I am completely ok with that. It doesn't really matter what he likes, I will love him regardless. And that is actually pretty exciting to me. To see him grow up and find out what kind of stuff he likes and being involved in that with him, whatever it is. I also realized this week that when he is born we have to play him all kinds of nursery music and stuff. I mean, we HAVE to. If it was up to me we would be jamming Zeppelin and the Beatles all the time. But can you imagine how deprived a child would be to not have ever heard Old McDonald had a farm, but knew all the lyrics to Dyer Maker. Other kids might think he was weird.
The Hold Steady is band I've wanted to see for about 5 years and for whatever reason it just hasn't worked out. Maybe because I spent the last 3 and 1/2 years I spent working 60-70 hours a week? Anyways, unless something crazy happens (like a baby being born!) I will finally get to see them live. If you are not familiar with the Hold Steady they are a band of guys that are in their late 30's. About ten years ago they were all working office jobs and they decided to start a band so they could hang out, drink beer and play music together. I don't think they ever intended to put out an album originally. Next week they are releasing their 5th album and they headlining shows around the country. Not bad Hold Steady, not bad.
I've loved music for a long time. I used to play it. Sometimes I still want to. I was never very good, but I had a lot of fun. If it was up to my wife I would still play. I think if I had people to play with I might be more inclined to do it. But I am still a fan of music. Sometimes at night I put my headphones up to Summer's stomach and play music for Elliott. I think he loves it. He moves really crazy when the music is on. Either that he hates it and that's why he's moving around. I would rather think that he loves it. It makes me wonder what kind of music he will like when he gets older. I was talking to this guy Gabe at my work about that, and we came to the conclusion that by the time he is old enough to really get into music I probably won't like or understand the music that he likes. I think that if I played my Dad Black Flag or Bad Brains its not that he wouldn't get it but it's not what he would listen to. In the future there will probably be guys dressing like girls with long hair, wearing makeup and screaming like crazy. Uh, wait a second. Speaking of guys dressing like girls will someone please tell Jared Leto to just stop it already. He is almost ten years older than me and seeing a grown man wearing tight pants and makeup is weird.
One of the coolest realizations about becoming a father that I had this week is that it is very possible that my son will not be interested in any of these things I am writing about right now. I am completely ok with that. It doesn't really matter what he likes, I will love him regardless. And that is actually pretty exciting to me. To see him grow up and find out what kind of stuff he likes and being involved in that with him, whatever it is. I also realized this week that when he is born we have to play him all kinds of nursery music and stuff. I mean, we HAVE to. If it was up to me we would be jamming Zeppelin and the Beatles all the time. But can you imagine how deprived a child would be to not have ever heard Old McDonald had a farm, but knew all the lyrics to Dyer Maker. Other kids might think he was weird.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
one more thing
Since one else will probably read this after today I need to make sure I give a special shout out to my wife Summer. She kind of made this whole baby thing possible. Not only is she one of the most amazing people I have ever known, check this out, she is 8 months pregnant and still working! By choice, I swear I am not making her. I told her she can stop anytime now. She substitute teaches so she gets to sit down a lot so everyone calm down. I love you Summer, thank you for everything you do for me and for our son. You are going to be the best Mommy in the world!
testing....is this thing on?
So I was hanging out with my buddies Rusty and Chris a couple weeks ago at a warehouse in Riverside watching some bands play. We were talking about the fact that I was the first one in our crew of friends that was about to be a father for the first time. I think it was Rusty that suggested that I should start a blog so I could write about being a dad and that he would be into reading it. I don't know if he really would want to read this but the more I thought about it, it seemed like a cool idea.
Let me clarify something before we move on. I don't really expect my friends or family to follow this blog regularly. Not that you all don't care about what I think or have to say, but you have lives people! I'm sure checking twilightbieberhair is not high on the priority list for the day. But I was thinking about how it would be pretty neat for my son to someday be able to read a bunch of stuff that I wrote when I was younger, still had some hair, and was generally still a pretty cool guy. That last part about being cool is up for debate but you get the idea. I would love for 20 years from now to have my son be able to read some stuff I wrote about/for him.
So we have about one month until this little guy is born, and boy am I scared. I should say I'm scared in a good way. I am really excited too, don't get me wrong. I actually think I am more excited to be a father than I ever thought I would be. I think it just feels scary because it is a whole new chapter in life that there is really nothing to reference to except your own experience as a child. I can't wait to meet him though. My favorite thing to do is sit on the couch with my hand on Summer's stomach and feel him move around in there. He is a pretty active baby which I believe is a great sign. When we went to the doctor two weeks ago, they said he was already 5 pounds 6 ounces which impressed our doctor since we are vegetarian. I guess vegetarian babies tend to be smaller???
Ok, I've got to get ready for work so that is it for my first entry in this little blogosphere world. Sorry if it was disappointing. Oh yeah you might be wondering, "Umm Josh, what's up with the weird name for the blog?". I had some pretty creative and clever names picked out to title this thing, but unfortunately some other people had the same ideas. So I sat staring at the screen for about an hour until I realized that I wasting so much time on a title. I've always been bad at titles. When I used to write songs I could never title them. Most of the bands I played in had terrible names,(except for the Lemonades, that was a winner!) so this did not suprise me that I was struggling with a title. It got to the point where I was going to give up on doing this blog because I couldn't come up with a title or I was just going to name it something weird and focus my energy on writing the most amazing and profound blog entries anyone had ever read on the interweb. Here it is people, get excited.
Let me clarify something before we move on. I don't really expect my friends or family to follow this blog regularly. Not that you all don't care about what I think or have to say, but you have lives people! I'm sure checking twilightbieberhair is not high on the priority list for the day. But I was thinking about how it would be pretty neat for my son to someday be able to read a bunch of stuff that I wrote when I was younger, still had some hair, and was generally still a pretty cool guy. That last part about being cool is up for debate but you get the idea. I would love for 20 years from now to have my son be able to read some stuff I wrote about/for him.
So we have about one month until this little guy is born, and boy am I scared. I should say I'm scared in a good way. I am really excited too, don't get me wrong. I actually think I am more excited to be a father than I ever thought I would be. I think it just feels scary because it is a whole new chapter in life that there is really nothing to reference to except your own experience as a child. I can't wait to meet him though. My favorite thing to do is sit on the couch with my hand on Summer's stomach and feel him move around in there. He is a pretty active baby which I believe is a great sign. When we went to the doctor two weeks ago, they said he was already 5 pounds 6 ounces which impressed our doctor since we are vegetarian. I guess vegetarian babies tend to be smaller???
Ok, I've got to get ready for work so that is it for my first entry in this little blogosphere world. Sorry if it was disappointing. Oh yeah you might be wondering, "Umm Josh, what's up with the weird name for the blog?". I had some pretty creative and clever names picked out to title this thing, but unfortunately some other people had the same ideas. So I sat staring at the screen for about an hour until I realized that I wasting so much time on a title. I've always been bad at titles. When I used to write songs I could never title them. Most of the bands I played in had terrible names,(except for the Lemonades, that was a winner!) so this did not suprise me that I was struggling with a title. It got to the point where I was going to give up on doing this blog because I couldn't come up with a title or I was just going to name it something weird and focus my energy on writing the most amazing and profound blog entries anyone had ever read on the interweb. Here it is people, get excited.
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