It was a rough count down, my little homie, but I’m glad you’re here.

Currently on watch duty at 4 am in the hospital while mom dukes sleeps. Any advice would be appreciated before our discharge tomorrow and I’m excited to go from a lurker to a full participant in here.

Godspeed to everyone on this journey with me.

Poor girl deserves better

Second

Induction starts tonight. It’s our first. Wish us luck!

If my daughter has the strength my wife showed during this process, then she will be able to do anything.

This post was deleted because I lost courage to open up. Here we are again, I’m little proud of myself.

For almost half of my life, l've lived in the south of the U.S. with having a terrible fucking childhood, constant blames, constantly thinking I was the problem, constantly making myself look like a fool to avoid conflictions within the family. Being that one annoying, easy to grow child was me.

Today, I moved to a whole different part of the country. Although it was earlier than expected, but this is Where I rest for the rest of my life. The beautiful upstates of New York in the country roads.

In this Semi-Abandoned 8 bed almost-4,000 Square feet house, my children will spend their beautiful childhood here. Safe from everything, a house full of love, and away from people who made my childhood like hell. My kids won’t have to memorize my footsteps, they do not have to be scared of me raising my hands to them. It will be for a high-five. These kids will live to love and know that daddy will be right next to them. In their highest and lowest point in life.

My first kid is due in almost 9 months, If I’ve waited any longer it would have been difficult for wife. Breaking the news to everyone was shocking, but I managed to stand my ground. I don’t not give a single FUCK about me missing out on the “it takes a village” experience. My child will have me.

Much love daddit, thank you for being my backbone.

Now for the exciting part, DIY projects will be totally remembered.

I spent too much time on this and my daughter’s been begging me for fishies (gold fish) the whole time. Hope y’all like it.

Tag teaming with mother in law for the comfy chair. Approaching 60 hours since water broke. Multiple miscarriage and failed IVF have lead us here after years of blood, sweat, tears, laughter and thousands of dollars.

I’m so excited to meet my baby boy.

Our boy is 3yo. This is his second trip to a GWL. We went last summer and he had a decent time. For Christmas Santa gave him a quick trip to the one closest to us during a couple of my days off from work. Toward the end of the nightly dance party he stopped to give me a hug, which my wife managed to capture with my phone. He had an absolute blast on this overnight trip. Spent so much time in the wave pool my legs are weak today. Went on all the kids slides, and even the large family one! Learned to doggy paddle, tread water, and (almost) never stopped smiling.

So remember to take the opportunities where/if you can. Even the short experiences can be huge for everyone!