Today is my second consecutive day of stay-at-home parenting with Nugget. He’s been amazing. I have no idea what I’ve been doing for the last 36 hours. It feels like I’ve mostly been soothing him and then rushing to throw laundry in the dryer before he flips out.
Currently, we’re listening to the World of Warcraft soundtrack as he lays on his play mat and babbles at toys he clearly doesn’t quite know are there yet. He seems to like the music, though.
As I write this at midday on Monday, my son is asleep. I had just changed his diaper and his clothes–since he peed all over himself and them–and I set him down in his bassinet for minute so I could brush my teeth.
He had gotten quiet for more than a few moments, so I checked on him and found him asleep. I decided to use the opportunity to take a shower, and it felt like a victory.
Apparently, this is what being a stay-at-home parent feels like: small victories during the course of an otherwise unpredictable day. Continue reading “Dipping My Toes into Stay-at-Home Parenthood”
Worth Saying
What do I have worth saying?
What is in me that is valuable enough
to put into the entropy?
Valuable enough to slow the decline,
Valuable enough to make the slide
Not so catastrophic
Not so all consuming. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Entropy PT. II”
Having a son has taught me a lot. I’ve learned how to put a diaper on a baby tight enough that they don’t pee around it. I’ve learned the various phases of infant defecation. And I’ve learned that making my son smile for the first time—and I mean really smile, not a muscle reflex—is one of the most fulfilling moments of my life.
But I’ve also learned that being a dad is really just an endeavor in ego-feeding. Very caring, loving, and dare I say selfless ego-feeding. Continue reading “On being a Dad, and Also being Selfish”
This was another one of those weeks where it felt pretty busy/hectic, but I don’t really remember specifically what happened.
[Thinking…]
We had a lot of visitors and things going on around the house. That’s why it felt busy. I didn’t have much time for writing due to this, but progress is not always measured in word count
So I’m trying a different style for this Tennessee playlist. Consider The Civil Wars as a trailer for the rest of the CD, where all the other songs play out the story from song 2 to 14. Notes written below each video are just for amusement.
The Civil Wars
Quick Notes: Originated in Nashville, tragically disbanded in 2014. TRAGICALLY. Hopefully one day they’ll get back together and go for that fifth Grammy… Continue reading “15 on the 15th – In my Tennessee mountain home, crickets sing in the fields near by”
I’ve been pretty MIA for awhile now. Overburdened with promises I made without really considering how much they would personally tax me. One of those, really the one with the most to gain/lose, was my agreement to officiate a good friend’s wedding ceremony.
It transpired this past weekend. It went…. far better than I could have hoped, to be honest. My heavy reliance on my ‘inner wolf’, as I jokingly call my tenuous confidence, pulled me through a situation that terrified me. Continue reading “Officially an Officiant: Thoughts Post Performing a Wedding”
I went to my first convention on Sunday! I knew that fellow author and blogger MLS Weech was going to be there, so I wanted to take the opportunity to stop by his table.
But I also wanted to start preparing for my next big move in book publishing: selling my book at conventions.
Continue reading “Baltimore Comic-Con Reconaissance”Once again, I have an idea for a periodic series that may never actually be a series. I’m just going to take quotes I find interesting, or inspiring, or infuriating and riff on them for a bit.
Let’s go!
Continue reading “Cool Quotes: Morticia Addams on ‘Normal’”This has been a whirlwind few days in the best possible way.
My wife’s water broke on Sunday evening, a full three weeks (and more) before her projected due date of 9/27. Because she was technically pre-term (by four days), we had to report to the hospital rather than the midwifery where we wanted to give birth. Continue reading “That Time When Dad-Life Kicked Down My Door”
Evening Satellite Publishing 