I really have to begin by saying that I miss all you guys and Jane has told me several times that many of you have been asking about me. I’ve just put my ‘dad hat’ on and have put my nose down and have been working very, very hard. The free time that I do have, I spend with Monkey of course.
What a journey we’ve been on, huh?
From first finding out that Jane was pregnant and dealing with all the things you deal with when you have a pregnant wife and all the [click to continue…]
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You know, I debated and debated with myself whether or not to write this post. After all, it’s 2:39 AM and I’m struggling to keep my eyes open. And besides that, this is surely a touch subject with some of you – especially if you’re a lazy new father. But before I get started on my rant, let me fill you in on a little background here…
Although our son Monkey is nearing three weeks old, he’s already shown me that he loves me at least 10 times now. Now of course babies have their own unique ways of showing their love. After all, they can’t talk. And they don’t have much control of their arms and legs to drop you the “I love you” sign with their fingers.
A week or so ago we had asked Jane’s Twitter followers when does the umbilical cord fall off? We received many answers ranging from 2 weeks all the way to 2 months and everywhere in between. Well, today Monkey decided to answer our question and this morning! Shortly after Jane changed Monkey she noticed his umbilical cord was just hanging on a thread and getting close to falling off.
Jane is officially 39 weeks pregnant today and over the last few weeks I’ve learned some new pregnancy terms that I would have much preferred never hearing or learning. Seriously, a bloody show? A mucus plug? And how about that shocking lightning crotch?
With Jane at the tail end of the third trimester and a few days into pregnancy week 38, she’s as calm as can be with each passing day somehow. She’s laying on the couch doing kick counts, and I’m just trying to concentrate on work… or anything for that matter.
Dear Baby Tarzan,
Pregnancy week 19. What have I gotten myself into? I usually have no problem coming up with words to explain something as you have seen in several of my pregnancy blog posts. However, I’ve sat here spacing out in front of a blank screen for the last ten minutes trying to think of how I can explain what happened to me this evening.
Jane and I just got back from her pregnancy week 19, second trimester doctor appointment. Everything went great and we got to listen to baby Tarzan’s heartbeat again! He’s doing great and growing up to be a big strong boy.
= a post from Mommy Jane 
= a post from Daddy Tarzan
