When a baby is coming in 7 weeks, its probably time to get prepared for the time of delivery. Of course, my wife is already a step ahead. I guess if you're having the baby, you know better than your husband of what you should do.
About 2 weeks ago, my wife told me that we were going to lamaze classes. I was sad because I was going to miss reruns of House and how was I ever going to beat my high score on Frisbee Golf on Wii Resort. With me being a great husband, I said that was great, and then proceeded to ask what she wanted for dinner. I think we ate some kind of chicken, or was it pasta, I'm not real sure, but anyways.
I was going to be her coach throughout the class. I bought a whistle, a polo shirt, a baseball hat, and some knee high socks. I also grew a mustache. If I was going to be her coach, I had to look like a coach. Little did I know, none of that was necessary, except the mustache, everyone needs a mustache!
So we had our first class tonight. We actually learned some important stuff about was to expected before and during labor. We also learned some good breathing techniques that not only helps with the baby, but in my opinion, they also could help when you have to take a good poop. We then watched a baby being born, which wasn't as funny as I thought it would be, I think I actually threw up a little Chic-Fil-A. Lastly, we all sat in a circle and practiced some breathing. I give my wife an 'A' for breathing, it was like she had been doing it since she was born!
So all in all, it was a good experience. I learned enough that if my wife didn't want to have the baby, then I could do it. On second thought, my wife can have the baby; that delivery video looked too painful for me. I guess I'll just have my whistle and knee socks ready to take on the tough job of being the best coach, ever. I think that job will suit me just fine!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
My Father
On this Fathers Day,we pay respect to the men that have made us who we are today. Let me tell you about my father.My father has been my best friend ever since I was born. He has loved me and cared for me everyday of my life. He is a stand up guy who does what is right even if everyone is doing wrong. He is a true leader in his job and most of all as my dad. He has never turned me away when I needed help and he has never put me down for anything I wanted to strive for. He is the best dad that any person could ever have.I love my father with all my heart. I strive everyday to be just like him in life. I will soon be a father, and I hope to be a great father, also. He once told me that he wishes that he could be half the man that I was, but honestly, I could never be half the man that he is. I truly thank God that he has blessed me with the father that I have. I love you, dad!
A Dog's Love
Me and my wife have the best dog you can have. We adopted a french bulldog from a woman who couldn't take care of him anymore. His name is Frankie, which was the name that was given to him because he looks like a Frankie.The first day I met Franks, he ran right up to me like we were old pals. He was so happy to be seeing new people, getting all kinds of attention and love. He lived with my wife until we got married. Whenever we watch tv, he lays on our laps and falls asleep. If we sit on the porch, he wants to sit with us. At night, he has to sleep with us, and if we don't put him on the bed, he starts crying (he sounds like the tazmanian devil when he crys). He has to always be with us.Whenever we are getting ready to leave the house, he gets depressed and just lays around all sad. We then put him in his kennel where he will stay until we get home. Sometimes we won't be home for hours. We recently left him in his kennel for nearly 10 hours. As soon as we get home, I let him out of his kennel, he stretches out his whole body, and jumps around like he is the happiest dog in the world. He acted as if he wasn't upset that we left him for so long. If he was angry, he quickly forgave us. Can you imagine if we were like Frankie with our love? We didn't hold grudges or got angry when someone did us wrong? We'd probably all be in a better place in our relationships. Frankie's love for us is a good picture of Gods love. He constantly pursues us, always wanting us to give him all of our love. He will always be happy when we are pursuing him, allowing him to be a part of our lives. When we leave him, he is sad, but when we come back to him, he rejoices. This is unconditional love, and no matter what, God always has that love for you.So if you have left God, or sinned against him, turn around and pursue his love. He is forgiving, and is waiting for you to turn back to him. When you do return, he won't lick your face in happiness, but he will give you all of his love, which is much better than a wet nose!
Big Cat
My wife works in the veterinary field and has a heart for all animals. Its no surprise that we have a vast amount of pets. I have a dog, 2 cats, and 3 fish. Oh yeah, we live in an apartment. One of the cats is Ink Blot.Anyone who knows me knows that I rename anyone and everything, and even I'm not too sure why. I call Ink, Big Cat. I call him that for 2 reasons, he's the larger of 2 cats, and he's a fatty. His stomach almost drags on the floor when he's walking. Big Cat is a tuxedo cat, and he's so big that his tuxedo looks too big for him. He weighs 20 pounds, and a recent visit to the vet showed that he had gained 2 pounds. Besides being a fatty, he is probably the most annoying cat there is. Big Cat loves attention, and when he isn't getting it he will surely jump his fat, heavy self on your lap. When you do start petting him, his purring sounds like a motor boat. When you push him away, like a boomerang, he comes right back. At night, we have to shut him out of the bedroom. That's because he was trying to lay on mine and my wife chest, nearly crushing all of our ribs, and worst of all, I was losing sleep. Shutting him out of the room doesn't matter, he still lays by the door and meows all night long.Big Cats meowing is ridiculous. He will meow until you put food in his bowl. I'm not saying once or twice he'll meow, he will go for hours straight. I guess that's what obese cats have to do to feed their fattness. One last thing that he'll do that's annoying is that when you clean his litter box, he will then go to the bathroom. I guess fatty can't poop in a dirty pan!So I hope I have painted a bad enough picture for everyone to realize what I go through on a daily basis. There should be a fundraiser set up for my sake. The only question I have is, does anybody need a cat?
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Could You Live the Life of Jesus?
Could you imagine if you were Jesus? Many may think it would be great. You could heal the sick when you see someone who needs healing. You could also help those with just your words. But really think about, do you honestly think you could ever be Jesus?
If you were Jesus, it is your responsibility to be a sacrifice for each and every person's sin from the past, present, and future. Not only that, but you have to be the model for all of mankind. You can't judge, swear, or even gossip, which most of us are guilty of everyday. You would be tempted by every sin and you would have to never give in to any of them. People would constantly look to you for insight and you could never let anyone down because you are who people look to. You wouldn't have a place to lay your head at night, and when you are at your weakest, your friends will deny that they know you.
So as you can see, life as Jesus would not be as glorious as one may think. By ourselves, we could never be Jesus. We are selfish, sinful creatures that can only strive for perfection. But with the help of our Lord, we can be like Jesus. We are called to be like Jesus everyday. The only way that this could be possible is if we have allowed Jesus to live in us. So even if we can't be Jesus, we can try everyday to be like him, as long as we know that we can't do it by ourselves, but only with guidance by the Holy Spirit. Anything is possible through the power of our Lord.
If you were Jesus, it is your responsibility to be a sacrifice for each and every person's sin from the past, present, and future. Not only that, but you have to be the model for all of mankind. You can't judge, swear, or even gossip, which most of us are guilty of everyday. You would be tempted by every sin and you would have to never give in to any of them. People would constantly look to you for insight and you could never let anyone down because you are who people look to. You wouldn't have a place to lay your head at night, and when you are at your weakest, your friends will deny that they know you.
So as you can see, life as Jesus would not be as glorious as one may think. By ourselves, we could never be Jesus. We are selfish, sinful creatures that can only strive for perfection. But with the help of our Lord, we can be like Jesus. We are called to be like Jesus everyday. The only way that this could be possible is if we have allowed Jesus to live in us. So even if we can't be Jesus, we can try everyday to be like him, as long as we know that we can't do it by ourselves, but only with guidance by the Holy Spirit. Anything is possible through the power of our Lord.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Vacation
50 weeks out of this past year, I worked hard at the Postal Service to try to make Mount Airy the best Post Office, ever. The other 2 weeks were my honeymoon and this week. I am on vacation in Virginia Beach.
Before we left, my wife packed up the whole apartment. I have enough clothes to last me the rest of the year. That may be good if I decide not to come back. I also had a stomach ache before I left. I had to make sure that all the perishables in the apartment were gone before we left. Word of advice, don't drink a half of gallon of milk in an hour, even with chocolate! I also heard that you can freeze bread, nice tip to know.
On Saturday, my wife and sister in law decided to go to Virginia Beach together, while me, my brother, and dad decided to go to the Navy football game before we left. The girls made it to Virginia by 1. After watching a Navy win, we got on the road at 5. It was supposed to be a 5 hour ride, supposed to be! Let's just say the Pentagon is nice up close when you pass by it, twice! After 30 minutes of getting lost, we were back on track. 4 hours of our ride was nice, but 3 men get hungry, thirsty, and have to pee! Determined to get there before Sunday, we continued without stopping. We got cranky and argued about how there wasn't any food in the car and how we didn't have access to the cooler for a bottle of water. Also, when our wives were texting us, we would tell them we were further away then we were, just because.
We finally made it to the house at 11; I gave my wife a kiss, and B-lined it to the bathroom.
All in all, its been a good resting time. I'm actually writing this blog from the beach. But seriously, this week with the family should be great, but only time will tell. I'll let you know in a week, if I don't throw this phone at somebody!
Before we left, my wife packed up the whole apartment. I have enough clothes to last me the rest of the year. That may be good if I decide not to come back. I also had a stomach ache before I left. I had to make sure that all the perishables in the apartment were gone before we left. Word of advice, don't drink a half of gallon of milk in an hour, even with chocolate! I also heard that you can freeze bread, nice tip to know.
On Saturday, my wife and sister in law decided to go to Virginia Beach together, while me, my brother, and dad decided to go to the Navy football game before we left. The girls made it to Virginia by 1. After watching a Navy win, we got on the road at 5. It was supposed to be a 5 hour ride, supposed to be! Let's just say the Pentagon is nice up close when you pass by it, twice! After 30 minutes of getting lost, we were back on track. 4 hours of our ride was nice, but 3 men get hungry, thirsty, and have to pee! Determined to get there before Sunday, we continued without stopping. We got cranky and argued about how there wasn't any food in the car and how we didn't have access to the cooler for a bottle of water. Also, when our wives were texting us, we would tell them we were further away then we were, just because.
We finally made it to the house at 11; I gave my wife a kiss, and B-lined it to the bathroom.
All in all, its been a good resting time. I'm actually writing this blog from the beach. But seriously, this week with the family should be great, but only time will tell. I'll let you know in a week, if I don't throw this phone at somebody!
Sunday, September 13, 2009
A Day In Battle
I walked through the castle walls expecting nothing wrong. I just came back from a feast that celebrated a year of matrimony to my wife. A young servant girl came up to me and welcomed me home and warned me not to go upstairs. A wounded man lying on the castle floor said that my brother and my brother in law were waiting for me upstairs. They were preparing for my demise.
I looked at my wife, and she said nothing. She just looked at me and nodded. I knew that I was going to have to face my brother and my brother in law in battle. The young servant girl handed me a bow wrapped in cloth. She also handed me a quiver with 20 arrows. I nervously began to walk up the stairs.
My wife and the little servant girl stopped me and told me to wait until they had gone upstairs and checked out the situation. They both knew that my brother and brother in law would never wound a woman. After they had cleared the stairs, I cautiously walked up to meet my brother and brother in law.
Within seconds of me getting to the top of the steps, the battle began. Arrows began to fly right past my head. They were coming from the Kings kitchen and the Royal bedroom. I was taking cover everywhere I could. My brother in law flipped the knight's table and continued to shoot arrows. My brother turned over book shelves in the Kings library, and took cover there. The whole castle became a battle ground.
The battle lasted for a whole day. Every time we shot arrows at each other, we would use them to shoot back at each other. The battle ended when I shot a fatal arrow into my brothers chest. My brother in law surrendered. He was then seized and placed in the dungeon for the rest of his life. Me and my wife then held a festival where the whole village was invited to celebrate my victory.
And we lived happily ever after, or so we thought............
I looked at my wife, and she said nothing. She just looked at me and nodded. I knew that I was going to have to face my brother and my brother in law in battle. The young servant girl handed me a bow wrapped in cloth. She also handed me a quiver with 20 arrows. I nervously began to walk up the stairs.
My wife and the little servant girl stopped me and told me to wait until they had gone upstairs and checked out the situation. They both knew that my brother and brother in law would never wound a woman. After they had cleared the stairs, I cautiously walked up to meet my brother and brother in law.
Within seconds of me getting to the top of the steps, the battle began. Arrows began to fly right past my head. They were coming from the Kings kitchen and the Royal bedroom. I was taking cover everywhere I could. My brother in law flipped the knight's table and continued to shoot arrows. My brother turned over book shelves in the Kings library, and took cover there. The whole castle became a battle ground.
The battle lasted for a whole day. Every time we shot arrows at each other, we would use them to shoot back at each other. The battle ended when I shot a fatal arrow into my brothers chest. My brother in law surrendered. He was then seized and placed in the dungeon for the rest of his life. Me and my wife then held a festival where the whole village was invited to celebrate my victory.
And we lived happily ever after, or so we thought............
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Baby's Coming!
I'm so super excited that in about 8 weeks, I'm going to be a father. I've also been blessed with having a boy, its not that I didn't want a girl, its just that I've been a boy most of my life and I'm pretty good at it. I can teach my son how to grow up and play football, do up to 15 push-ups a minute, and even grow a mustache. You may think that its going to be hard work, and you're absolutely right. I've never been a father before, heck, I'm still learning how to be a husband. The good thing is that I'm growing a mustache, so I will have that extra power behind me.
One of my greatest and best friends had a baby yesterday, I don't know how he pushed the baby out, but I'm not asking questions. The baby's name is James Augustine,(Bo), and he's beautiful. When I was holding him, (the baby, not PJ), I realized that soon enough, I'm going to have one, and this beautiful gift will be mine and my wifes. I feel so lucky that God gave me this opportunity to raise a child. There's no words to describe the feeling of becoming a father, so I'll have to make up a word, AWESOMETASTIC!!!
Am I ready for the baby? If I wasn't, I don't believe that God would have gave me the responsibility of raising a child. I also know this, with a glorious God and my awesome wife by my side, there's no way that I can fail. If God believes in me enough to make me a father, then I believe in me. Thank you Lord for this blessing.
Until a million people smile, I will continue to inspire.
One of my greatest and best friends had a baby yesterday, I don't know how he pushed the baby out, but I'm not asking questions. The baby's name is James Augustine,(Bo), and he's beautiful. When I was holding him, (the baby, not PJ), I realized that soon enough, I'm going to have one, and this beautiful gift will be mine and my wifes. I feel so lucky that God gave me this opportunity to raise a child. There's no words to describe the feeling of becoming a father, so I'll have to make up a word, AWESOMETASTIC!!!
Am I ready for the baby? If I wasn't, I don't believe that God would have gave me the responsibility of raising a child. I also know this, with a glorious God and my awesome wife by my side, there's no way that I can fail. If God believes in me enough to make me a father, then I believe in me. Thank you Lord for this blessing.
Until a million people smile, I will continue to inspire.
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