Pregnancy: Our (Unborn) Child’s First Language Arts Lesson
Far too many people screw up the plural and possessive forms of names.
If I have anything to say about it, our child won’t be one of them.
Far too many people screw up the plural and possessive forms of names.
If I have anything to say about it, our child won’t be one of them.
Last week, after I got laid off, I talked about all that I’d lost.
This week, I talk with the baby about all that I still have.
Considering all the craziness Emily and I have endured while trying to have a child, it’s only fitting that, in the midst of what has been her most successful pregnancy to date, a global pandemic would break out.
And now, that pandemic has claimed one more piece of collateral damage.
I’ll be 42 years old when Emily God-willing gives birth this July, meaning I’m going to be an older parent.
Here, I discuss why that scares me — and why I wouldn’t want it any other way.
In an effort to feel more like a father, I’ve decided to start acting more like one.
Here, I begin one of the classic parental pastimes: Teaching my (unborn) child how to drive.