Category Archives: Birth

Baby’s first second Christmas.

Every time I find myself getting excited about Jack and Emme’s first Christmas, I’m forced to remind myself that it’s not actually their first. They spent their first Christmas swaddled not only in blankets but also in a web of wires, gauze, and plastic. The sounds of Nat King Cole and Perry Como from a […]

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The right motivation.

It was a week after the birth of our twins when I’d first heard the term “push present.” I didn’t cotton to the idea. First, there was the stupid, somewhat vulgar name. Then, there was the idea that you had to buy your wife something so that she would feel appreciated. Fellas, if you’ve been […]

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I always knew better times were ahead.

I bought this outfit at the Baby Gap that we passed every day on our way home from the NICU in December. It was December 26th, and my brother, sister-in-law and nieces and nephew had just left to head back to Arkansas and Justin and I were alone again. It was freezing cold, there was […]

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Birth: Part two.

  Continuing from part one, Lara has disappeared into an operating bay for her C-section for almost an hour, and I am finally taken to join her. I am shuffled into an operating bay about 50 feet from the holding room. I see my wife’s feet and immediately think, “Oh Christ, they’ve brought me in […]

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Birth: Part one.

Lara has given her account of the birth here and here, but I thought I’d give my perspective as well. The following is the first of two posts on the craziest 12 hours of my life. In the last weeks of pregnancy, even the most innocuous questions take on a special meaning. I am leaving […]

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