Ugh, life.

Dear Brock – It’s Friday, August 23. Last Thursday, I lost my job. I was working for an agency… They said they were laying me off due to finances. Since you were born, I changed positions and cut back my hours to spend a little time with you. (Actually, they forced me into the new … [Read more…]

Teeth!

Dear Brock – This has been a really rough couple of days, little one. You’ve gotten your dad and me up several times during the night, apparently very upset and hurting from your teeth coming through. You’re not eating or drinking well, and I hate seeing you so sad, even if it’s not constant. Last … [Read more…]

Dear Brock…

Dear Brock, Right now, it’s 9 PM here in Colorado, on a Monday night. You’ve been sleeping for almost two hours already, and I needed to do a little bit of writing work at home. You turned 8 months old yesterday. You have three teeth, and three more working their way through. I know this … [Read more…]