We aren’t fighting. We’re discussing.

  "Mommy and Daddy aren't fighting. We are having a discussion." I've heard that line overused so many times in the movies. The scene is always the same. It happens when a child inadvertently walks in on a possible domestic dispute and the parents have to cover their tracks quick, lest their six year old calls the police and reports mommy for spousal abuse. Hey Luke, please remember that…
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Let Them Eat Cake

  So, now that I've got him home, can someone tell me what the hell I'm supposed to do with him? The care stuff, diaper changes, feedings, I've got that. We've actually gotten into a nice routine. But how about when he's wide awake and not screaming his head off? When he's just staring at me with the widest and most curious blue eyes you've ever seen, what am I supposed to do then? Before…
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There’s A Binky In My Batcave

I never considered myself a messy person but I certainly wouldn't call myself organized either. There's always been this untidy little grey area between cluttered and coordinated that l like to hide in. Let's refer to it as, my Batcave. Throughout my twenties I found my Batcave to be a multifunctional space. I always kept it clean enough, so as not to be embarrassed if I brought a certain…
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Baby On Board

I still can't believe they let us walk out of the hospital with him. There must have been some mistake right? How could they trust someone like me to be responsible with someone so important? It was easy to look like a semi-competent parent when a team of nurses was present to supervise. But once we left the hospital, my precious safety net would be gone and the real trial by fire would begin.…
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The Secret Superpower of IncrediDad

Ever since I was a little kid I've wanted super powers, which is the coolest thing in the world. But before I could possess great power, I needed to become a superhero. Every superhero has an origin story. By now, you've read mine. If you haven't, then what the hell are you doing? Go back and read the thirteen stories that came before this one. Go ahead, I'll wait. . . Welcome back! Now that…
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NICU – The Sitcom

  Ladies and Gentlemen, please pardon the interruption. We now return you to the number one sitcom in America - The NICU. Starring Luke Gaygen as a fictional version of himself, the show revolves around a handful of newborns and their hilarious hi-jinx in the hospital. Luke is a strong and healthy baby who wound up getting moved into room #8 in the NICU after a mistake was made on delivery…
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This Turkey Ain’t Flying

  There's a lot to be thankful for at this time of year. There's food, my loving wife, there's freshly baked cookies, there's our baby boy, there's . . . oh is that pie? Cut me off a little slice, would ya? A little bigger. Bigger. Yes, I am aware that's a whole quarter of the pie. Get outta here with those judgmental eyes. There's still some left isn't there? Be thankful for that. Yes,…
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Delivery Day (Part IV): Didn’t They Tell You

    I spent two hours in the NICU. When I went back to Labor and Delivery, a nurse stopped me in the hall just outside of Bex's delivery room. She had a very confused look on her face, and  I could see her trying to figure out why I was back here. "Didn't anyone tell you?" She asked. "Your wife was moved to the O.R." I felt like saying, "Oh gee, no they forgot to mention that trivial…
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Delivery Day (Part III): Welcome To The NICU

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10/30/2017 Delivery Day (Part II): It Went Great, Until It Didn’t. Then The Shit Hit The Fan.

  Around two a.m. I was rudely awoken from my nap. The epidural had done it's job and Bex was ready to push. So I groggily stood up, stretched, and wondered if I had time to take a seventh inning piss. She wouldn't mind right? Wrong. We were in the bottom of the ninth with two outs and it was time for Bex to hit a home run. Actually, it was time for her to hit our little baseball out of the…
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