I may have done a stupid thing. I signed up for a race without realizing some important dynamics of said race until the night before…
Author: Michael of House Mistak
Hear my words and bear witness to my vow. Night gathers, and now my run begins. It shall not end until my training plan says…
Cersei isn’t known to care much about anything beyond herself and her children…
One could only imaging what she is feeling about now… I doubt she is worried about you (or your feelings)…
April is a storied month in the Mistak household. Less than two weeks ago (April 12th) Jessica and I celebrated John Michael’s 4th birthday. During…
One of the main reasons I started blogging was to have a record of John’s entry into this world including:
- my wife’s initial premature labor (at 26 weeks)
- her bed rest after the doctors were able to stop here initial premature labor
- John’s Birth (at 28 weeks), and
- his stay in the NICU (including his first surgery).
Two years ago today marked the beginning of the first of the milestones above (something I first wrote about last year):
(Spoiler alert: my penance will hopefully be of a benefit to raising funds for the March for Babies)
Forgive me readers for I’ve been lazy. Its been weeks since I’ve completed a full week’s planned workouts. Unfortunately in some cases getting in one of my workouts has been an accomplishment.
Unfortunately up till this point of my new fitness journey I’ve set a number of unrealistic expectations on myself. Up till this point I’ve treated my fitness goals as a kind of “bolt on accessory” to the rest of my life (an afterthought). As with many afterthoughts it’s that thing you do last if you get to it at all. It’s liking trying to put out a fire using a bucket with a hole in it. As I feel I’ve already set up too convoluted of a metaphor, I’ll leave it at that.
In an individual’s life there are those random moments that return you to remembering what’s important and how far life’s journey has taken you down…
It seems to be a normal desire. The desire to know whats going on in your child’s head. What are they thinking? Why are they behaving the way that they are?
For some parents the desire to know whats going on in your child’s head takes on an entirely different dynamic.
The following is my first post recapping Jess’ initial premature labor, her subsequent bedrest, John’s birth and his stay in the NICU.
“Something doesn’t feel right.”
I’m not sure those were her actual words. In fact they probably weren’t. The actual words weren’t all that important. What was important at that point was that it was clear to us that our first action should be to call the doctor. We were both quite convinced that it was probably nothing, but we seemed to have an unspoken agreement to not to follow our usual inclination (to see how it goes after a night’s sleep). Thankfully we took the course of action that we did.