Where all we do is talk about food…anyone create that yet?
It’s 4am and I’m up feeding Kenny. There’s a onslaught of thoughts going on in my head right now. Strategies too. Like how am I gonna put Kenny back to sleep soon as I hear him sucking on nothing but air from this bottle. My wife can put this kid to sleep like a champ even though he has his moments.
To say that taking care of a baby ain’t no big deal is a lie. There’s a lot of patience and frustration involved. Whatever I’m experiencing, my wife has it turned up to 11. She’s been off of work since Kenny was born in late February and she’s still got a few more months before we’re both back to work and were in babysitter mode. Dealing with Kenny on a daily basis is hard work and I think Lissette is doing a great job but when you’re in that zone for months now, I know she don’t need no compliments, she needs me to help out and that’s it. Sometimes you don’t need to hear from people that things will eventually get better. Truth is no one else knows how to take care of THIS particular baby. Just us. So while we take advice and listen to other people’s stories (cause they do help sometimes) its hard not to have the “you just don’t know” attitude. Maybe that’s all parents?
Kenny is beautiful though. He’s a fussy baby but he’s growing into a gorgeous little boy. Whatever he puts my wife and I through, it all means nothing when he smiles the way he does these days. There are the little silly things he does too. For example, Lissette was pretending to be boxing with him earlier today and we swear we both saw him throwing a right hook. Just silly things like that make us think that OUR baby is amazing.
Either way, 4am feedings are always interesting and while i have so much in my head, I reach a point where my head goes blank and I stare out of my living room window. My eyes just fixed on this one light that stays on all night. I peek through the blinds with nothing to think about and then suddenly a new thought enters my head.
“Who’s the asshole honking at 4 in the morning?”
Time to put Kenny back to sleep. Daddy has work in the morning.
This news —-> “John Frusciante to release new EP this Summer!”
And the fact that I headed on over to the Record Collection Records website to see if they had more details and saw the following image made me a very happy person.
Can’t wait. Happy Friday!
I’ve been watching entirely WAY too much basketball lately. It’s not just the Playoffs I’m stuck on but it’s pretty much been any and all games I could possibly watch since the season started. Now with the Playoffs in full effect, I rarely ever miss a game or at least a good portion of each one. Yes, of EACH game. My wife, bless her patient heart, has been either watching alongside me or just kind of doing her thing as she has the game audio in the background.
The other day I had to miss the Lakers vs. Nuggets Game 4 because I had put off buying groceries so I depended on my trusty ol’ ESPN app to keep me updated on the game. It was working fine until, maybe because I was just checking it too much, it stalled on me. The only remedy was to restart my phone but sometimes I’m too lazy too even do that. I was like, “It ain’t that damn serious, Alex!” It IS that serious. Anyways, out of nowhere and without requesting them at precisely the exact time my app was trippin’, I start getting texts from Lissette.
The title of this post says it all.
Her birthday is this Friday. I hope she enjoys what I have planned and I hope what I have planned comes through like her texts did.