Skip to content

Where I think about the past three years

by John on November 5th, 2012
Cuddling in the early days

So I wrote this post and it was supposed to be published yesterday, but I forgot to actually schedule it, so you get it today.

I was dealing with a tedious day at work, when Duffy texted me. There was stuff to be done, as there always was, but I had different users wanting different things and, of course, everybody’s needs should be my top priority (even if they contradicted one another). Jennifer, the birthmother, might be going into labor that very moment.

We had been through two disappointments, and “might be” and “actually” were very different words. So I was out to lunch when the call came in. Yes, the birthmother was going into labor, let’s get going.

I couldn’t just run, however – I had to head back to the office, explain that I’d be out of the office until whenever, and then go home. Duffy had pre-packed bags, which I threw into the back of my truck. Only I was a bit scatter-brained, and I didn’t close the tailgate to my truck . . . just before I got onto the Pennsylvania Turnpike, a samaritan flashed his high beams at me . . . my hotel/hospital bag had fallen out from my truck bed. He handed it off, I secured our cargo (fortunately, nothing else was lost), and we were on our way.

Those of you who are familiar with the story know that the drive was a tense one. We got a troubling phone call as we crossed into Delaware, but, we didn’t let it affect us.

We entered the hospital, met the social worker in the parking garage, got on the elevator, entered the birthmother’s room, and heard the words that I’ll never, ever forget: “there’s your mommy and daddy!”

CJ was handed to us, and my life has never, ever been the same.

CJ's First Bottle

Three years seems an impossibly long time. And, yet, it feels like I became a father yesterday. Those nights that you just decide that sleep really isn’t an option . . . well, I’m reminded of those early, early days, when you wouldn’t even open your eyes. Happy birthday, my little ice-cream loving, silly, handsome, Batman-obsessed, geeky buddy . . . you were worth all of the effort, the disappointments, and even every sleepless night.

Cuddling in the early days

First time to the beach

All Dressed Up!

The voices said, clearly, "lick the iPhone"

Piggyback is the only way to travel

Daddy can be very trusting

I'm proud to be his sidekick

I hope to always be a jungle gym to him

From → Parenting

22 Comments
  1. Socialdir399 permalink

    I am awestruck. What a beautiful little guy. His Dad’s kinda cute too. πŸ˜‰

    • and some of my readers are insanely good looking πŸ™‚

      Thanks πŸ™‚

  2. So precious. So touching. Happy Birthday!

  3. Such an amazing, wonderful gift! He’s a cutie and I love reading about all your adventures together as a family. Happy Birthday CJ! (I also adore his full name!)

    • Yeah, I really do think Coltrane works as a name πŸ™‚

      Thanks πŸ™‚

  4. That’s a cute kid. Amazing how worth it they are despite everything.

    • Yeah — whenever I’m at the end of my rope, they manage to do something to make me realize that being a dad ain’t so bad.

  5. I love being on this adventure called life with you and our kids.

  6. Aw, how absolutely sweet πŸ™‚ And I hear you on the sleepless nights.

    • Those sleepless nights – ugh. But, yeah, they’re worth it in the end.

  7. It is so touching. Your post sends shivers down my spine) Yes, our kids are worth all our effort and all sleepless nights.
    Happy Birthday, CJ. Best wishes to you all

  8. Tears. So beautiful.

  9. I feel like I should write something cute and sweet, but all I’ve got is holy frick you look different with hair.

    I don’t like it.

    I’m uncomfortable with change.

    • You know, the image I have of myself still has hair, so I always do a double-take when I look in the mirror. I had the same haircut from my elementary school days until, well, when I started shaving (with a few crew cuts thrown in for good measure).

      Seeing as this is an endorsement, from you, for this hair style, I’ll keep it for a long, long time.

  10. I clicked through to apologize for being late to the party and to wish CJ a happy birthday and a happy BIRTH day to you and Duffy and then…Megan’s comment.

    So true. The hair.

    Distracted.

    Wait. What was this post about?

    • I think this post was about boobs — it was me, after all.

      And thank you πŸ™‚

      Though, since the receding hairline isn’t quite so drastic that I can’t grow my old hairstyle back, I’m tempted to just keep some of y’all on your toes.

  11. Amazing. Happy birthday to that boy and happy family anniversary to all of you πŸ™‚

Leave a Reply

Note: XHTML is allowed. Your email address will never be published.

Subscribe to this comment feed via RSS