Will there be a curve on this test... This parenting test.

First, my beautiful wife has a new blog post today on hers www.onepumpkinandcounting.blogspot.com.  Be careful, clicking that link it will only lead to awesomeness and lots of it.  She does an amazing job on her blog and I am jealous how much better at it she is than I am!  I love you Babe!  She is also the creator of my new blog look!  I thought the daddy chronicle needed to look like a chronicle and since I am just a novice at this a sheet of paper was the best selection (of like just starting out), thanks again babe!

Ok so here it goes.  Experienced parents know what I am about to talk about and will be nodding continuously (I Hope) reading this post.  When finding out I was going to be a daddy I got excited and thought about all the fun times Lilly and I would have on daddy-daughter days and other fun days.  I pictured her as a toddler before I pictured her as a wonderful baby.  I mean look at her she is the cutest baby of all time! 

This type of thinking is what most new daddies think about (so I am told).  They think about the fun stuff later on and not the most difficult part of parenting which is every bit of it (expected parental nod).  Our beautiful daughter who usually is a smiling, laughing, and talkative sweet baby became extremely fussy and decided why talk when I scream???   This caused Molly and my stress level to reach all time limits… The picture below would be a good picture of what is in mind about stress and the device used to measure stress i.e. the Stress-O-Meter.

Well we finally figured that Ms. Lilly was teething all the signs where there such as

1.       Extreme drooling

2.       Lots and lots of chewing

3.       A very pissed off baby

4.       Stressful parents scrambling for teething rings

5.       Journey was not soothing anyone

Step Five is the most important because if the voice of Steve Perry cannot soothe you, then nothing can.  Just the sight of him should soothe most (Picture below). 

Well guess what Internet?  The teething was just a small portion of Lilly’s pissed off meter, which looks like this at the highest point.   

She was actually having problems with the formula we switched to after Molly could no longer breast feed.  Which side bar.  Woman that breastfeed their children deserve a medal, a medal of honor if you will.  The ability to feed your baby from your bosom is astonishing.   Also, the craziness you all have to experience is unbelievable and speaking for Men all around the world and the first man to do so.  I apologize for doing this to you, you are the strongest person in the world and I am a baby who could not even handle a thorn in my toe and you can push a baby out of a place that should not be able to fit a baby.  In comparison it would be like me pushing out a grapefruit from you know where.  Thank you for all you do and you are the best!  There you go ladies I said it.  It took many of many years but I was the first to say it.  Document this Wikipedia.  Back from the sidebar, the formula we switched to was milk based and in caused World War III in Lilly’s tummy and she did not enjoy this.  After finally realizing the problem we switched to a soy based formula and she is doing well again and is very happy!  I know parenting is a learning process and I will be taking notes that will not come in useful for the next one because he or she will be different from Lilly.  So I then will have more notes that will basically become blogs.  This is my blog today and I hope you enjoyed it.    

Again thanks for stopping by.  And you stay classy… Blog readers of mine. 

Kind regards,

Brian

Daddy-Daughter Day=Tiring and fun!

This past weekend marked the first time I have spent almost all day with just Lilly and me.  This was monumental because Molly was able to have a spa day with her friend Alexis.  So, I would like to say thank you to Alexis for treating my wife to such a fun and relaxing day.  Ok, so back to the first ever daddy-daughter day.  Lilly and I were left to fend for one another around 11am-almost 7pm while mommy was gone to the Spa.  I have to admit that I pictured the day being crazy hectic ending with Lilly and I covered in poop while Pumpkin hid under the bed meowing for Molly to get home.  I wish I could create a funny picture showing the image that was in my head when Molly stepped out the door but here is a funny picture of Bill Cosby… this is my humor enjoy

Makes one want a pudding pop…

 Well to be honest, it was really an easy going day.  Lilly and I went to wash the Corolla after the great West Texas weather brought us mud from the sky.  For those who do not know West Texas well, does not realize it rains mud every so often here, yes it actually rains mud, don’t judge.  We were going to clean the inside of the car but Miss Lilly decided she wanted to go home and relax.  I didn’t mind her thinking.  Lilly is on a strict schedule she has created herself and she will let you know when she wants food, diaper change, or to get naked (diaper and bib).

 After a few hours of napping, yes she napped, which if you read my wife’s blog www.onepumpkinandcounting.blogspot.com (cute new blog today, shout out, love you babe!), you will know she does not nap very much.  After napping, Lilly and I enjoyed a fun time of watching some NFL playoff football and shopping to get her a new vibrating seat because someone broke hers (cough cough, Molly).  The new seat is a Disney Baby Einstein set that is awesome and lights up and plays music and Lilly seems to enjoy it greatly.  I will say that this day was pretty awesome and Lilly and I enjoyed the Lullaby music of Journey’s Rockabye Lullabies as well. 

Yes I love Journey so much my Mom got Lilly this CD so we both could rock out and nap to the soothing sounds of Journey.  This is my blog today and thanks for stopping by, You stay classy… Internet.   

Three months down...What have I learned?? Mom knows best!

It has been over three months since my Lilly was born and even in that short amount of time I have learned quite a bit.  I did have experience coming into Lilly’s birth with the help of my niece Audrey.  I used to say there is nothing better than being an Uncle.  I could go over and hangout with Audrey for hours spoiling her then leaves her with her parents to deal with the aftermath of Uncle Brian.  I was wrong; being a Dad is the best part.  I get to see Lilly grow everyday, see her smile and get excited when Molly and I walk into her room after she wakes up, and also change those crazy diapers (Molly does change way more than me though).  I get to hold her when she wants me too, mimic the sounds she makes in hopes she will mimic me when I makes sounds to her, and try to raise to by a Buckeyes fan/Texas Tech fan.  I also get to see my beautiful wife Molly become the best Mother ever.  

I could not tell you how important Molly is to me and Lilly.  She is there for Lilly 24/7 and knows what is wrong with her by her cry.  I am still in guessing stages on her different cries, but I do know the hungry cry and the wet diaper cry.  Molly jumps right into action and seems to know what Lilly needs.  I watch in amazement seeing how it is like Lilly and her have a secret language.  I will try eight different things and she could still be crying and then bam Molly jumps in and offers advice and Lilly stops crying.  I was thinking this morning that the phrase working mother is redundant.  Being a mother is work and my wife is the best mother/wife ever!  Sophia Loren once said “When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts.  A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.” I am very lucky to have such a great wife and mother for my Lilly and future kids. 

 I couldn’t picture myself without this amazing, beautiful, sexy Woman!  I love you with all of my heart!

My first blog post ever...

I have wanted to start a blog since I saw how much fun my wife has with hers.  She does a great job posting on onepumpkinandcounting.blogspot.com.  I have been sitting here for a little over an hour now trying to think of the best post for the first blog post.  So here it goes….

Since I've been blessed with a child in my life, I realize there are two distinct and different roles I hold for my daughter. I'm both a father and a dad. Some people get the responsibilities and the roles all mixed up, but there are some of us who know the difference.

First:

I knew I was a father when I got so scared and happy when my wife told me she was pregnant.           

I knew I was a dad when I had a reason to go to a toy store instead of trying to relive my childhood.     

Second:

I knew I was a father when I would get tingle from touching my wife’s pregnant belly.

I knew I was a dad when I would sing Journey songs to my wife’s belly in hope that my unborn daughter would love the band as much as I did.

Last:

I knew I was a father when I struggled with CRAZY diaper changes (see picture below).

I knew I was a dad when it really did not matter how crazy the diapers were. 

This is just a small part of what I am going to be blogging about and I hope you come to enjoy the Daddy Chronicles.