My Uterus Is Not A Circus Ring
July 5, 2008 by Katy
Filed under Mom, Weight Loss
But it certainly feels like one right about now.
For a while there I was a bit worried about not feeling much movement from Sarah. I shouldn’t have been. She’s currently performing acrobatic feats and generally making me uncomfortable. I don’t remember Liam ever being this active until much later on. I guess it goes to show how different each pregnancy can be. I just wonder if I can survive the next 18 weeks while still staying sane. I did it once before……
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What are you expecting as a new dad? I am not sure what to expect, except I know that I will be giving up any chance of getting out of the house and continue on with my life for another six or seven years. It is the reality of our situation, I have disability income for all my various ills and injuries, and Katy doesn’t so I am the logical choice as primary care giver for the kids. I hate it and am resentful of it almost every day, but I do it because as a responsible parent you have to give up what you want a good part of the time to make sure your kids are taken care of.
So what am I expecting this time that will be different? Well unless the economy turns around and Katy can find a good job, any job she has will leave us getting social services including insurance, which will be different for me. Not having insurance for nearly seven years is what let me get as bad off as I did in the first place. I am also older, wiser, and have a more defined career path that works with staying at home. Writing and blogging aren’t considered “real work” by the bureaucrats so profits generated only have to be reported as made, but not income earned. The IRS takes a different view, but with two kids it should work to our benefit. Read more of this Parenting Magazine Article
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April 24, 2008 by Brad
Filed under Parent Child Relationships, Video
What would the world be like with out Mom-isms Ran across this wonderful site on Digg: 16 Lies Mothers Tell. What sort of lies did your parents tell you, because I know this doesn’t only apply to Mom’s. As a guy I am particularly fond of 13. “You’re going to poke someone’s eye out with that!” Because as it was explained that just made me swing the stick, lightsaber and eventually real sword even harder. Of course as recent evidence proves number 16. “If you keep playing with it, it will fall off someday,” is not only false, but playing with it may help prevent prostate cancer which is showing up at ever younger ages in men. There are even thoughts that masturbation may help prevent testicular cancer too. Read more of this Parenting Magazine Article
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We love Liam, but there are days when we roll our eyes at God and ask, “Oh Lord, how hell did two super smart people end up with such a fucking idiot for a child?” Then we remember he is nine. Then sometimes I say it’s normal because he has a penis. (Sorry guys, but it’s true, you are ruled by the whims of your hormones, even more so than us women.) Then I realize it doesn’t really matter, because he is ours and we love him.
I rant because he tends to be a loud mouth idiot who babbles on for hours about crap he lacks any understanding of to people who really don’t care, don’t want to hear it, or that he should be paying attention rather than the other way around. We haven’t told him of the baby. He isn’t stupid by any means, even if he has some learning problems mostly in delayed abilities because he was between 4 to 6 weeks premature. (I’ll talk about idiot doctors soon enough, but that’s another post) Right now when Brad and I need to talk about it, we either YIM from across the room or when other family members are present it is referred to as the new pet. We’ve decided to wait until we know the sex of the baby to tell him, that way he can say with confidence that he is having a brother or sister. Of course, I am totally dreading the thought of him asking how the baby came to be. I do NOT need to be having THE TALK with my ten year old son. That’s Brad’s job.
Welcome To WTF Are We Going To Do Now!
That is right ladies, gents, men, women and hopefully not too many young ladies because I really wish you could have lived a hell of a lot more of your life before be needing this sort of blog.
I am Brad, your blogmaster and all around administrator. Aside from being a stay at home dad for at least another seven years I am a blogger and author.
Katy is my wife and if you hadn’t guessed is preggers, knocked up, in a family way, has a bun in the oven, renting out her guest womb, lost the immunity challenge, showing signs of a man juice infection, spinning off a wholly owned subsidiary, protesting the Chinese government, bought a three month pass to the morning sickness express, had the fucking pill quit working, and in all other very specific terms pregnant.
I am just waiting to hear how she will introduce me now. All things aside I love her, our son Liam, and what ever we end up calling this one besides “The New Pet“. I am a father, I know how we got into this situation and I am 50% responsible, so I will do my job.
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