Last night it took Lou 2 hours and 15 minutes to fall asleep. I tried to capture the third night with some humor because it was very frustrating and I don’t want to be a whiner for this entire post. Last night I wanted to cry and to quit. But we stuck it out...
Continue readingSleep Training – Night Two
The second night of sleep training was harder. It took Lou 2.5 hours to fall asleep. I got frustrated. I was tired. But. We made progress. Last night was the first time Lou has fallen asleep without one of us holding him or laying next to him. He was so tired and after five...
Continue readingSleep Training – The First Night
The hardest part about sleep training is starting. There is so much anxiety about bedtime routine and lack of sleep that it keeps you from even starting in the first place. But last night we started. I learned so much about my son. I even laughed. Multiple times. Lou needs to learn to go...
Continue readingEffusive Moments
I should always write when I’m feeling effusive. That’s when the poetry comes. When I’m out walking with my son. Or staring into our new babies’ eyes and he smiles. Or when I’m drinking good red wine and missing my mom. Inspiration strikes and what do we do? Feel it for a moment. Maybe...
Continue readingHide And Seek
We all want to hide sometimes. To crawl away somewhere and pretend our problems don’t exist. That the world isn’t a total mess right now. Big or small there is a desire to run away from what’s difficult. But at the essence of hiding for me is a desire to be found. To find...
Continue readingWanting Easy
Let’s rephrase that. Do I want things to be easy? Hmm. Yes? No. Sometimes. Do I actually want easy or … Do I want … Time with my wife to bond Time to read a book Time to write Fill in the blank. I don’t want easy. I want to fill my life with...
Continue readingNothing Is Sacred
And the question is – what is actually sacred? Marker on the couch. Scratches on the hardwood. Stains on the carpet. Who actually cares? We are living. That’s what matters. Will I really give a crap that my floors are pristine or that I resold the house for maximum return when I’m dead? No....
Continue readingSwings At The Park – A Rowing Post
I was pushing my son on a swing at the local park the other day. As I reached out to meet the swing and push him away again I had the thought that this motion was just like rowing. Meeting the swing with my hands = the catch Pushing the swing away = the...
Continue readingNo Time
I have gotten to the point where I am now pissed off when I have to write a post before bed. Not good. Isn’t this supposed to be fun? Something that I chose and want to do? Why am I angry? I feel like a monster sometimes. Out of control. Mean. Impatient. Just an...
Continue readingRide The Waves
This weekend we watched the Blue Angels at the beach. Afterwards as all the boats were headed back north along the lake from the log boom big waves started to come into the shore. The kids started going crazy in the water because waves like that aren’t common on Lake Washington. So I took...
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