Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Journal Entry for March 8, 2016

I overslept again this morning.  Once again, I did it to myself by staying up late again last night.  I didn't get to bed until just after 1:30AM.  I need to do better and go to bed earlier.  I can't be staying here at the station for anything extra anymore.  I need to do better by getting out the door by 11:35PM each evening.

Ben woke up mad right after 8AM.  His cup of milk did not soothe him right away.  I got on him for kicking me in the nuts right before breakfast, and I popped hi shand.  We were both sad about that.  I didn't mean to ruin his appetite, but I did.  I'm sorry Ben :-(  I didn't mean it.  I'll be a better daddy from now on.  You deserve a great daddy.

I watched Blake play, try to crawl, try to stand up, and spit up, all on the floor.

I redeemed myself by feeding Ben some breakfast before I took him to Preschool.  I dropped him off later than usual and picked him up earlier than usual.  I love taking Ben to and from preschool twice a week.  Even more redemption came our way:  Caroline thanked Ben and my family for her birthday present.

I kept Blake has happy as I could while Kelly was finishing up the blinds in the Boys' room and while the Exterminator was repairing the damage to the molding of the door inside our home.

Daddy Time Rules.  I'll be back for more tomorrow.

Monday, February 22, 2016

Dreams come true: Ben and Blake were born

I thought I knew about love.  I really did.  I thought I knew what love was fully all about.  It turns out that I didn't.

Don't get me wrong, I love my wife Kelly with all my heart and soul.  I'd do anything in the world for her.  She is everything to me in my life.

However, over the last few years, we've added a couple of pieces to our family.  We've added Ben and Blake into the Irwin household.  The Irwin family as I see it is now complete.

I love Ben and Blake with all my heart and with hugs and kisses.  I'm happy when Ben is happy.  I'm hurt when Ben is hurt.  Same thing goes for Blake.

I love to see Ben run, speak, eat, sleep, and laugh.  I love to see Blake crawl, speak, smile, laugh, and eat.

I feel like I need to be the hero for all my boys.  I cry when I miss my boys and I smile and cry happy tears when I see my boys for the first time in a day.

I can't wait to see what is in store for my two boys today, tomorrow, and the future.  I can't wait to wake up to them each and every day and give all the love I have for them.

I will never not tell Ben and Blake that I love them each and every day.  That is my promise.

Friday, January 15, 2016

Daddy on Duty January 15, 2016

Today, The big screams and cries of Blake woke me up early this morning.  I could hear him through the monitor in Ben's room.  Ben woke up shortly thereafter.   The good news for me and Kelly was that Blake slept all night.  That meant we slept all night long.  It was a beautiful thing.

I had to change Blake's diaper, and whoo-whee.  He gave me the biggest diaper I've ever seen on him.  It must have been his dinner and milk that he ate last night.  Whatever he ate, keep feeding it to him as he sleeps throughout the night.  The more Blake can sleep, the better sleep my wife and I get as parents.

I gave Blake three bottles of milk while Ben had Breakfast, snack of "fruit snacks", breakfast 2 (sort of, waiting impatiently for bak bak), and finally, lunch (bak bak came to him) and he ate his chicken nuggets up.

I waited until an hour after Ben woke up to change his diaper.  Patience is a virtue in getting that basic, yet important, task done.

Ben found his legos near the TV.  He found the plastic bag that contained them and poured them all out on the floor.  We started building some things with his duplos.  We didn't construct anything by the book.  We had some fun while watching reruns of "The Big Bang Theory."

I also caught up on all my cartoons and kid shows with my boys ("Mickey Mouse Clubhouse", "Daniel Tiger's Neighborhood, "Sheriff Callie", and "Jake and the Neverland Pirates.")  I've got more TV to catch up on later.  I'll do that with my family this weekend.

On a more personal note, I'm turning 40.

I'm turning 40 on Saturday.  I'll get to celebrate that magical milestone with my wife and two sons.  They won't remember my BIG 4-0 like I will.  At least I'll get to see them when I celebrate my birthday.  I can't wait to include them in my celebration.

Mentally, I feel like I'm a big kid.  I feel that I'm on a level where I can play with my two kids in any game that they want to play.  When Ben and Blake get older, I want to be able to do the fun things that they do.  I'll even teach them how to play some video games.

I can't wait to get home and see the boys again.  It's always so hard to leave them behind when I drop them off at daycare.  I do my best (and succeed) in giving Ben and Blake hugs and kisses before I head to work here at CBS46.

Monday, January 11, 2016

Daddy on Duty for January 10, 2016

I woke up early this morning (for me).  I got up at 7:10am, and then I got up at 7:30am for good.  I got myself ready and awake before I got Blake up.  Actually, he was already awake as he was stirring and moving around at the base of his pack and play.  I love seeing the look on his face early in the morning.  He's a boy filled with so much wonder, excitement, and curiosity.

He was also filled with a heavy diaper when I picked him up.  I could smell it.  I knew what I was in for, a poopy diaper on my little poop machine.  P-U, he was stinky.  I couldn't be mad at him.  I was even happy for him.  I wanted to let him know that he was doing what he was supposed to be doing.  He got cleaned out.

I got Ben up for his sippy cup of milk after I got Blake situated inside his exersaucer.  Ben sucked down that milk, and then I let him run around before I changed his wet diaper.  I can't left Ben go without a brand new diaper for very long.  I would be a bad daddy for doing that.

I felt really bad for Ben this morning as he dragged his monkey toy and tripped over the playmat.  The monkey top bopped Ben on the left side of his face and left a mark on there.  It was a purple mark .  I've never seen Ben get bruised like that before.  I felt worse (on the inside) than he did.

I redeemed myself by cleaning up some toys in the living room, saving him from disaster off his little mermaid car, and gave him a yummy breakfast and lunch.

I did good in meeting Blake's needs with the bottle despite the long spacing in between feedings.  I fed him just after 8am and just before 11am.  He didn't cry too much because of hunger.  He cried because I didn't hold him as much as he wanted me to.  I felt bad for him.

The two hardest parts of my day are getting the babies changed, dressed, and ready to take them to daycare.  The hardest part of all is saying good bye to both of them as I drive off to work and stay there until before midnight.

On Tuesday morning, I do it all over again and will take Ben to preschool.