Bread

There is a little piece of pumpkin bread sleeping in her crib right now. She doesn't know anything about our work day, or the mortgage, or folks we have to deal with or any of that stuff. She knows a few things though.

I like to be dry
I like to be fed
I love the two crazy people that do these things for me
I can stare at my puppy and laugh for hours
Bath time is fun so far
My neck is super ticklish
I jump-a-roo with the best of them
Oh, and did I mention, I'm wet again, please make me dry

It is a bit cliché, but the simple things make a person happy. Adults need to try to peel back the layers of broken friendships, hurt feelings, tough bosses, money, ego and so many other learned problems to enjoy more of the simple pleasures life provides for us.

I know I could use a little more patience, take a little more time to think of a laugh, a giggle, a smile or any of the multitudes of things my baby girl does. I need to deal with all the adult things all day, but keep the dear moments a little more present. In the end, we all just need a little pumpkin bread in our lives.

Laugh

There is nothing quite so heartwarming as the sound of a baby's laughter. I've been a soft hearted guy my whole life. I cry during Field of Dreams, Shawshank Redemption, Rudy, even certain church songs get me. I'm easily touched by beautiful scenery and moments. But the sound of my daughter laughing like crazy when I play with her makes my heart happy. The kind of happy that makes you forget about every bad thing that has ever occurred for a moment. What a gift she is. I hope I earn her laughter for the rest of my life. I hope she always has reasons to laugh, and is not afraid to let the laughter flow. I hope we always can laugh together.

What I am thankful for

This year I have more to be thankful for than I believe I could list. I want to start with a few of the big ticket items.

- I am thankful to God for granting me the life I have, and the faith I grow. I'm far from perfect, but know I try every day to improve.
- I am thankful for my beautiful wife. I do not tell her enough, but she is the sail on my ship, she is my love.
- I am thankful for my precious daughter. I hope to one day earn the title your birth granted me...father.
- I am thankful for my family, the best family I could have ever been born into.
- I am thankful for my friends, years and years of good times, bad times and fun times have been shared with you.
- I am thankful for my job, this year employment was more cloudy than ever, and I appreciate being able to provide for my family.
- I am thankful for my dog, she's always happy to see me, and never questions a bad day.
- I am thankful for all the people not listed here, alive and dead, that have entered my life and helped shape who I am.

In the next year I plan on letting more people know they are valuable. I want to be more truthful, kind and helpful with my words.

I want to learn, laugh, grow and love...and help someone else do the same.

First Kiss

Tonight for the first time ever, my first kiss went to a woman other than my wife. Well she's under two feet tall, and weighs about eight pounds, but she was a sight for sore eyes after a long day back at work. Mom was a good second one too!

Best Week (and a half) Ever.

The was the best eleven days of my life. My beautiful wife and I welcomed our even more beautiful daughter into the world. I will spend a few more posts discussing the amazing week we've had. I am humbled by the experience. It was life changing to say the least, and I mean life changing. I simply cannot be the same person i was two weeks ago with this bundle of joy in my life. Every moment of every day I think of my little girl. I pray that I have the heart to raise a girl and always let her know Dad will always be her landing net. A wise friend of mine gave me a book with tips for fathers raining girls, the final page was foreign to me...I have way to much time for the other 377 pages...

Simply stated in this first post baby blog, I love my daughter, and I always will.

Napoleon

A small note to all folks in positions who have vendors, coworkers, peers that have to report to you. Be a professional, be a human. You can tell someone they need to improve their work without degrading. It never ceases to amaze me that small people in roles of any sort of power can love so much to berate instead of inspire a positive atmosphere. Being a jerk does not inspire the troops. Cutting people off who are trying to engage in progressive conversations just makes you sound more like an idiot. What do you do with yourself when you get home? How many times do you kick your dog?

OK, that's better. Just a minor vent. The new job is great, and this fella isn't one of us, we just had to survive him today on a conference call. One of my best coworkers said the vein in my head was fun to watch grow, so at least I could provide some entertainment! I can rest now.

:)

Monday, Monday

Monday, it is Monday of the most exciting, nerve wracking week in a long time. I’ve already posted my prayer for patience, and welcome any prayers you can spare. But this post goes out for my dear wife. I believe in her, and I know she has the strength to get through the next couple days, and weeks. For a woman, birth has to be one of the most, if not the most, harrowing experiences of her life. I know my wife has excitement, fear and joy for the upcoming days. She is a tough woman, and has persevered through her share of life lessons both good and bad and come out better for the experience. But, even the most confident, most prepared or most courageous person can have moments when they need support. J has prepared, studied, prayed and steeled herself for this week. The last 22 months have given her all the willpower and strength she needs to get this done. Not only has J prepared herself, but she has prepared me. I’ve read a couple books, spent time in the baby store learning about products, most of which I never knew existed. I have learned so much about J over the last two years. She will be a great Mother. I hope and pray that I can live up to her expectations over time. With pregnancies, the man has a purely supportive role, and I think I have done a good job at that. Now the rubber meets the road, with baby I’m not simply supportive, I am active. Finally, and thankfully, we are now at the point where we become responsible parents. Well, parents first, we will work to earn the responsible tag. There are no books on being responsible, well except for the Good Book. There are no “parent” police in the house to make sure you are a good parent. There is no way to plan for the midnight, tired, frazzled moments when you don’t know what to do with your child. In these times I will look to the toughness and perseverance that my wife has displayed as an example. I will try to remember how she handled this ordeal up to now, and do what needs done with love and humility. Next Monday will be different than any other, and I look forward to the fun!