What Makes A Dad

I always adored my dad. I lost him way too young when I was 19 and I miss him every year. Some years are easier than others, but it is never easy. Since Livi was born, it has been more difficult. I wish he could see her grow up. I wish she would get to know him and not just hear stories.

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Livi adores her dad. I could not ask for a better father for my little girl. Her excitement when he comes home in the evening and the pure joy on his face when they spend time together are beautiful to watch.

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Happy Father’s Day to my dad and to my husband! And Happy Father’s Day to all you dads out there!

Dad and Daughter

What Makes A Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,

The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle’s flight,

The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,

Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it … Dad

Author Unknown

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Flickr Photo by Peter Werkman

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The Pacifier Saga

PacifierAs a baby, Livi could not care less about pacifiers. We had waited to establish breastfeeding before we offered her one, but when we did, she actually turned her face away.

We tried a few more times without success. I think I managed to put one in her mouth twice – while she was sleeping – only to have her push it out right away.

So after a while we gave up. We had hoped that she would take the pacifier and then magically turn into one of those happy babies you see on TV. You know, the ones who peacefully sleep as soon as you put them in their crib … but alas it was not meant to be. Continue reading

My First Mother’s Day – Take Two

Yesterday, I celebrated Mother’s Day for the second time as a mom. It was, however, the first time I felt like celebrating.

Last year, Livi was barely two months old on Mother’s Day. We were in the thick of things and we struggled. Every. Single. Day. We hardly ever slept and Livi almost always cried. Loud, intense cries, all day long.

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Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all you moms! I hope you enjoy the poem as much as I do.

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When You Thought I Wasn’t Looking

by Mary Rita Schilke Korzan

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You hung my first painting on the refrigerator
And I wanted to paint another.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You fed a stray cat
And I thought it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You baked a birthday cake just for me
And I knew that little things were special things.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You said a prayer
And I believed there was a God that I could always talk to.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You kissed me good-night
And I felt loved.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
I saw tears come from your eyes
And I learned that sometimes things hurt —
But that it’s alright to cry.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You smiled
And it made me want to look that pretty too.

When you thought I wasn’t looking
You cared
And I wanted to be everything I could be.

When you thought I wasn’t looking —
I looked …
And wanted to say thanks
For all those things you did
When you thought I wasn’t looking.

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Flickr Photo by din!

Beat The Heat: Staying Cool With Your Baby Or Toddler

The heat of the summer is upon us. We already had several hot days this year and it is not even officially summer yet.

Last year, Livi was still small enough for us to spent most of our time at home with a daily walk or two at the mall when a heat wave came rolling in. This year, she is an active toddler – always busy, walking, talking – who wants to be entertained. So what do you do when it is too hot to go outside for a walk or to visit the playground?

If you have an air conditioner, you are in luck as you can do quite a lot inside for a few days. From playing games to reading books to doing arts and crafts, little hands and minds can be easily kept busy. But even with an AC, you cannot spent the whole day at home. And if you are “lucky” like me and your house turns into a sauna in the afternoon, you are desperate to get out and cool down somewhere.

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Hostility At The Airport: Traveling As A Family

Any kind of travel with Livi is a challenge. Aside from a few attempts to visit places other than our neighborhood park or the mall, almost all of which resulted in endless crying fits, we have not even considered traveling anywhere; much less thought about going on a plane with her.

It is hard enough to go anywhere with her in the car, a mode of transportation that provides the flexibility of stopping any time, changing plans, and even turning around altogether.

The thought of spending time at an airport and being stuck on a plane with no possibility of escape makes me nauseous and nervous.

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Those Strong Feelings

Why is it that children behave better when others are around and don’t throw as many fits when the “other parent” comes home from work?

One thing that gets to me is that sometimes Livi behaves better for her dad than me. We might have had a rough day, but as soon as my husband comes home, she is like a new child. I usually let him know how things are going by sending emails and pictures and I tell him when we are having a rough day. So when he gets home and she is all smiles and hugs, he just looks at me like I imagine things. And boy, does he ever gloat when I tell him that she changed the minute he walked through the door.

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