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One Date, Two Date, Wed Date, Due Date

by Bryan Friedman in Daddy's Corner

Today, August 5, 2011, my daughter is due to enter the world. It’s not looking particularly promising that she will, given that Alison hasn’t gone into labor as of 3:00pm and I’m expecting it will likely last quite a bit more than 10 hours. Still, even without our daughter’s due date turning into her birth date, August 5 still marks a birth date of sorts. It was the day my relationship with Alison was born – it was our very first date six years ago.

When I walked up to Alison’s door in the evening on August 5, 2005, I’m not sure either of us necessarily imagined we would be married just under three years later, let alone expect to be expecting a little one exactly six years later. Yet here we are, [not so patiently] awaiting the arrival of the next big (read: enormous) step in our life together.

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I must say, the significance of a “dating anniversary” after you get married would seem to have a tendency to fade a bit, and I guess it probably has. I mean most men have trouble remembering one anniversary, let alone two. But for me, I don’t think this one could have come at a better time. Being able to reflect back on the last six years of my life and recognizing how much has changed, how much hasn’t, and just how lucky I am to be in the middle of a life I’d only dreamed of when I was younger, is exactly what I need to help put things in perspective a little bit while in the midst of feeling anxiety about when the baby will come.

While I have indeed shared the angst over when the baby will come, all the baby hubbub over the last few weeks (and months even) can sometimes have me forgetting what this is really all about. It’s just like the weeks leading up to our wedding when I was tearing my hair out because everything was chaotic – everybody was worrying about everything and if things would work out and what we would do if this or if that or what if this and if only that.

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It was madness, but it didn’t matter quite exactly how it turned out, because looking back at our wedding, it truly was the best day of our lives so far – because ultimately it was really just Alison and me, together, starting our life as a couple. And so even though it’s madness now, it’s quite comforting to know that, no matter how and when this kid decides to show her face, we’re only days away from the new best day of our lives so far.

For now though, I’m going to take my wife out to dinner and enjoy one last celebration of us before “us” means more than just the two of us.

  1. Kevin Kirkpatrick
    8/5/2011 7:38 PM

    Well written Bryan. You two certainly are lucky. Congratulations, I can’t wait to see baby pictures. 🙂

  2. Alison
    8/5/2011 5:42 PM

    Goal #1: have the baby
    Goal #2: look that way again after said baby

    Love you, Bryan! And I love our tummy baby!!

  3. Marilyn Hollander
    8/5/2011 4:50 PM

    That is EXACTLY the right thing to do!

Deconstructing Dad

by Bryan Friedman in Daddy's Corner

I can hardly believe it’s been almost nine months since we took the positive pregnancy test and more than six months since I set up this baby blog. We’ve seen all kinds of fruit on the way, going from a poppy seed to a watermelon! I’ll tell you one thing, I definitely have a renewed respect for the female of the species. A woman’s body sure can do some incredible things — not to mention the woman herself being able to handle them too.

We’re in the “home stretch” now as we’ve moved past the 36-week full-term requirement. I know it’s not over yet, not until our daughter decides she’s ready to see the outside world. But we’re to the point where she could come any day if she wants to, and trust me, we’re ready for her. And even though we might have as many as three or four weeks to go (oh please let her come well before that!), these last weeks are really making me reflect on what a great ride this pregnancy has been. (I know, the real ride is just about to start.) Anyway, I knew how great Alison was when I married her, but there’s nothing like watching your wife go through the experience of being pregnant to remind you how amazing she is. I love her so much and I’m just so thrilled and ecstatic to get to partner with her in parenting. After all, she’s making one of my longtime dreams come true — I’m so close to being a dad!

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Of course now that we’re closer than ever to getting off the pregnancy train and onto the parenting roller coaster, the concept of fatherhood has never more real to me. Thinking back to just how clueless I was when this all started, I’ve come a long way. Of course, I still feel pretty clueless. I’m guessing that no amount of labor and delivery, breastfeeding, or baby care classes can really “prepare” me for what’s about to come, but hey, they can’t hurt.

You may remember how much I raved about The Expectant Father, the book I’ve been reading to “prepare” me for all that fatherhood brings. I’m going to share two of the most interesting passages in that book because I have to say, I’ve never felt like anybody was inside my head more than the Armin Brott, the brilliant author of this book. I guess I’ll have to buy the sequel — The New Father: A Dad’s Guide to the First Year. 😉

In The 7th Month chapter, Brott talks about the way a father-to-be visualizes his child during the pregnancy, and in my experience, he couldn’t be more dead-on:

…Ask [a woman] to describe herself with the baby…chances are, she’ll talk about a brand-new, fresh-from-the-oven baby. Now do the same thing for [a man]. More than 90 percent of the expectant fathers…describe a scene where they’re engaged with a three- to five-year-old child, holding hands, leaving footprints on the beach, playing catch, reading together, or doing something else interactive… Women, perhaps because of the physical link between themselves and the fetus, have no problem seeing themselves as mothers. And mothers can simply be. But for [men], fatherhood is about doing—teaching, mentoring, preparing our children to meet the world. If you’re ever out at a park or some other place where new parents are hanging out, carrying their babies in front packs, you’ll see a perfect example of this being-vs.-doing approach. Moms almost always carry their babies facing in. Dads almost always carry them facing out, as if to say, “Hey, baby, this is your world.”

Interesting, right? Well now that we’re in the ninth month, how about this one:

…Your partner is going to be increasingly dependent on you—not only to help her physically, but to get her through the last-month emotional ups and downs. At the same time, though, you are going to be increasingly dependent on her as you get onto the last-month roller coaster. [This] increased dependency is considered a “normal” part of pregnancy. But thanks to the ridiculous, gender-specific way we socialize people in this country, men are supposed to be independent, strong, supportive, and impervious to emotional needs—especially while their partners are pregnant. So, just when you’re feeling most vulnerable and least in control, your needs are swept under the rug. And what’s worse, the one person you most depend on for sympathy and understanding may be too absorbed in what’s going on with herself and the baby to do much for you. This results in what Dr. Luis Zayas calls an “imbalance in interdependence,” which leaves the father to satisfy his own emotional needs and those of his partner.

No sympathy required…I’m handling things just fine. 😉 But I still found these passages to be very eye-opening when it comes to being the unpregnant one in a pregnancy.

Bring on baby!

Great Big Stuff

by Bryan Friedman in Daddy's Corner

45675.jpg“Everybody’s got a little place for their stuff. This is my stuff, that’s your stuff, that’ll be his stuff over there. That’s all you need in life, a little place for your stuff. That’s all your house is: a place to keep your stuff. If you didn’t have so much stuff, you wouldn’t need a house. You could just walk around all the time. A house is just a pile of stuff with a cover on it…and when you leave your house, you gotta lock it up. Wouldn’t want somebody to come by and take some of your stuff. They always take the good stuff. They never bother with that crap you’re saving. All they want is the shiny stuff. That’s what your house is, a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get…more stuff!”

-George Carlin

I love this routine. (I recommend you watch the whole thing because it is truly a great piece of stand-up comedy.) I’ve been thinking a lot about “stuff” lately because, as you know, we’ve been acquiring quite a bit of it over the last few weeks. I know a lot of families live in a very small place, and while our little condo definitely does not fall into the “large” category, I consider us to be very fortunate that our daughter is able to have her own bedroom, her own bathroom, and a “place for her stuff.” The problem is, we are running out of places for our stuff.

More from George Carlin:

“Sometimes you gotta move, gotta get a bigger house. Why? No room for your stuff anymore. Did you ever notice when you go to somebody else’s house, you never quite feel a hundred percent at home? You know why? No room for your stuff. Somebody else’s stuff is all over the…place!”

I posted a status on Facebook the other day that said “It looks like somebody named Graco moved into my house, labeled all of his boxes and left them in my garage.” It’s true. We have boxes all over the place containing lots of things the baby will need during all her various stages of growth for the next 6-12 months or so. Also, while she hasn’t even arrived yet, she has already completely taken over our former office, which was also the place where we put everything we didn’t know what to do with. (Though the nursery is really looking great thanks to my talented wife. I’m sure she’ll share it here soon.)

I knew we’d get to this point and for the most part I’ve felt prepared to handle all the new stuff that we’d be accumulating. I pride myself in taking after my Grandpa Bobby who could incredibly maneuver things around so that he was able to fit entire piles of seemingly endless items into very small spaces. I guess he had to…he had so much stuff! But even with my grandpa’s genetics and the fact that we’ve been purging stuff for months, I finally looked around last week and came to the conclusion that we just didn’t have the room we needed. Our garage had gotten to the point where it was housing almost all of the overflow, but the stuff we need regular access to was being blocked by boxes or furniture, and it’s like one giant fire hazard in there. So, as all dads need to be able to do, I came up with a solution and moved it into action quickly: overhead storage.

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I know it’s not exactly rocket science I came up with there, but solutions don’t need to be original if they are good. And this one is. I now have almost 2,500 cubic feet of storage available above my head in our garage. I literally cannot wait to put all our never-accessed bins of stuff from college, high school, and past relationships up there and start using the garage more efficiently.

My grandpa would be proud.

  1. Mom/ Sharon/Mimi-to-be
    6/30/2011 2:45 PM

    Great! Now you can come over and take all of Alison’s boxes of little girl “stuff” out of OUR garage! I’m sure there are lots of goodies in those boxes that Baby Girl Friedman would like to have now!

  2. Bryan
    6/30/2011 1:13 PM

    No, but we did consider leaving Princeton in there while we’re gone.

  3. Grandma Ellen
    6/30/2011 12:46 PM

    Yes….Grandpa would be proud indeed. Now, good luck storing all that “stuff”!

  4. Stuart
    6/30/2011 12:11 PM

    Have you considered using the storage devices as multiple playpens, leaving you that room for stuff?

Baby Melon (Dad’s Rant-aloupe)

by Bryan Friedman in Daddy's Corner

Wow! We’ve reached Week 33, which means that, as we know from our trusty fruit-o-meter to the right, our little one is as big as a…honeydew! What an interesting choice for this week. Coincidence? I think not. In fact, while Alison is carrying our little honeydew, I have my very own personal honey-do list which seems to be growing at about the same rate as the baby. While I’ve already completed some of these fun items, like replacing the sink fixtures in the baby’s bathroom, moving furniture around, cleaning out closets and continuing to sort all of the generous shower gifts we are receiving, there is an endless list of things left to do.

While most of the fun stuff on this list is related to preparing for the baby (getting the walls textured, getting the house painted, getting the baby’s room painted, setting up the baby’s room, decorating the baby’s room, installing new stair railing, etc.), unfortunately it’s actually the rest of the list (work, school, work, work, take care of my wife, work, pay bills, work, take care of the house, work, and work) that is keeping my stress level high. For some reason, I’ve become consumed with the concept of “before the baby comes,” since I realize that while much of this stuff is hard to get done now, I know it will be near impossible once our focus shifts to this little human living in our house.

It’s not just about trying to get stuff done “before the baby comes” either. I’ve been much more aware with everything we do that it could be our last [insert event name here] “before the baby comes.” We’re trying to plan our last “vacation” before the baby comes. We just had our last anniversary before the baby comes and Alison’s last birthday before the baby comes. Even relatively insignificant events like our last Dodger game and our last July 4th before the baby comes are happening soon. Even worse, there are a number of things that happened one last time before the baby comes and we didn’t even know it (our last trip to Disneyland or our last Halloween before the baby comes).

The reason I’ve noticed these “last time before the baby comes” events so much more isn’t just because I’m trying to hold on to what our life is like without a kid, but also because I am just so super excited to start experiencing our “first time with the baby” events.

Alison and I just recently finished the classes offered by the hospital and they really helped me visualize everything. Things are so much more real for me now than they were months ago, and we’re getting so close to finally meeting our daughter that I can actually already start picturing us as a family unit. Because of this, I’ve realized that when I’m out in public, I’m noticing babies and baby stuff so much more than I ever have before. A trip to the mall or a restaurant now includes checking out strollers and baby accessories that moms are using. I feel like there are more babies now than ever before, but I’m sure they’ve always been there…I just know what to look for now. It’s like thinking there are more people driving the model of car you are looking to buy even though they have always been on the road.

For now, though, I’m planning to just enjoy every event that happens “before the baby comes” so that I can appreciate every event that happens “with the baby” that much more. Thinking about it is seriously getting me excited, (…well, excited and scared).

  1. Kate Potts
    6/18/2011 10:09 AM

    This is a pretty fantastic, rarely shared dad-to-be POV. Thanks for being so honest. =)

  2. Cathy
    6/17/2011 6:12 PM

    This is the last Father’s Day you won’t be a DAD!!! There will be so many “last times”. I always tell my soon to be a parent friends, “When you leave for the hospital, pause in the front doorway and look back into your home. Why? This is the LAST time you will see it, as it is, at that moment(Hell, take a before pic)”…Next time you cross the threshold together Bryan you won’t be carrying Alison. Chances are fo sho you will be carrying your daughter or a diaper bag!!!

  3. Mom/ Sharon/Mimi-to-be
    6/17/2011 2:34 PM

    I’m looking forward to hearing about and seeing you both experience many “with the baby” adventures! Great times ahead.
    After 9 months of being compared to fruits and vegetables, I sure hope your daughter enjoys eating them!

  4. George
    6/17/2011 11:30 AM

    I swear, lines from “Into The Woods” apply to EVERYTHING!

Reflections from a Nursery Window

by Bryan Friedman in Daddy's Corner

Today marks the beginning of the 29th week and the baby has now gone from an eggplant to a squash. Alison has gone through a lot in the last month too (as you probably read about already). As for dear old dad though, aside from cleaning out closets and starting to get the room ready, I haven’t done much but try the best I can to provide some massages and comfort for my wife’s backaches and pains. Still, with only a little more than 10 weeks to go, I’m starting to finally think seriously about something I know Alison has already mulled over plenty — labor and delivery.

Tomorrow morning we embark on a “tour” of the materity ward, and in two weeks we start some “classes” to [probably more overwhelm than] prepare us for the big day. We happened to be in the hospital earlier this week as well and visited the happy second floor as a preview of what we’ll be seeing soon. I think we were probably there for 20 minutes just staring through the clear panes of the nursery at all the little newborns sleeping or squirming through a few moments of their first few days on this earth. Things started to feel so much more real as I pictured myself in that room with this tiny foreign object that I have no idea what to do with yet. I just kept hugging Alison and pulling her close as I got even more excited for the adventure we get to go on together. I think I’m starting to really feel the “I’m going to be a Dad” butterflies that I guess are supposed to come around this time.

Somebody asked me recently if I’d ever held a newborn baby, and I had to think for a moment, but it turns out I have. In fact, I remembered that that event was actually quite a turning point for me. You probably know that before I got married, I wasn’t exactly what you would call a dog person. However, on my wedding day, I surprised Alison by letting her know I was ready to get a dog, and so Princeton joined the family. What fewer people know about are the many events that led up to my revelation that I wanted a dog after all. Of course there were plenty of discussions and wrestling with my own thoughts, but I remember distinctly the event that took it from a “maybe” to a “definitely” for me.

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We went to visit some friends at the hospital who had just given birth to their new baby boy. We were engaged but not married yet, so I knew we were still a few years away from getting to experience this for ourselves, and as much as I am in the dark about things even now, I was literally clueless at the time about anything baby-related. When we got in to see the happy proud parents, we talked a little, Alison held the baby for a bit, and then the brand new mom asked me the question I never expected to hear. “Bryan, do you want to hold him?” I don’t know exactly what I said, but whatever my answer was, I’m certain it was a tentative one. Still, I found myself holding this new little human being, not even days old, in my arms and looking down at him in complete amazement. And it wasn’t even my own kid! I would definitely say the experience changed me.

I know it sounds strange, but I left the hospital thinking, “I need a dog.” For some reason the whole experience gave me a very strong feeling of “life” that made me want to bring another one into ours. Since, like I said, we weren’t even married yet, we were hardly close to having-a-baby territory, so a dog seemed to be just the right answer. I remember thinking it would be good preparation for a real human baby. Laughable, I know, but remember, I was truly clueless at the time.

Anyway, here I am just a couple of months away from being on the other side of this experience, reflecting back a mere three years ago. Since getting married, Princeton has been such a fountain of joy for both Alison and me, I literally cannot even imagine how much joy our soon-to-be daughter will bring us.

Although our moment with them was deeply important for me, sadly, we don’t really talk anymore to those friends who so warmly welcomed us into their new world that day in the hospital. I’ve seen it before and I can understand it — I think parenting became pretty all-consuming for them and we both just more or less lost touch with each other. That’s something I think and worry about a little bit too these days. I hope we can maintain all of our adult friendships, but I also look forward to cultivating new relationships with young families like us. I think that’s a whole other post though.

  1. Paula Pfeifle
    5/22/2011 8:14 PM

    You two are going to be perfect parents. She’s going to have so much love surrounding her. I can’t wait to meet this beautiful little girl.

  2. Ryan
    5/22/2011 5:53 PM

    If you get the option at your hospital, you should have your newborn daughter stay with you in your maternity room, not in the nursery. I think that will be a better experience for you. We did that with both of our boys. The nurses did all of their tests and such in our room while we watched. Neither boy ever left our sights, except for the first few moments when they were being cleaned up after birthing.

    Unfortunately, we have lost touch with most of our adult friends who are not parents themselves. If you need someone to hang out with, babysit (when she’s older), ask questions or seek advice from, etc, we’re available 🙂 maybe our kids can play together when she is ready.

  3. Pattie
    5/20/2011 7:30 PM

    I can’t WAIT to see you hold YOUR baby girl. What a lucky little thing she is to have you two as parents!
    Now I’m gonna go dry my eyes.

  4. George
    5/20/2011 6:13 PM

    Holding a new born is a pretty tremendous experience. I can only imagine what it would be like to hold your own, knowing you created her. I’m jealous. I also hope you can hold on to your adult friendships. It will be a challenge as I’ve had it happen with most of mine. As long as we can still talk theatre, movies and everything pop-culture, we’ll be fine.

  5. Sara E
    5/20/2011 4:40 PM

    Insightful and heartwarming – I love this post. Add us to the “young families like us” list. 🙂

  6. Rachel
    5/20/2011 3:48 PM

    Great insight into a daddy-to-be’s mind. Us girls find it all so natural and we forget how alien of an experience it is for guys. I also love knowing how you went from “no dog” to “must have a dog.”