#FatBellyFriday ““ 27 Weeks
My wife is a beautiful person. So, when she allowed me to photograph her in a moment of… awesome, it took me by surprise. The only thing left to do was joining her in acting like a weirdo. Finn and his brother will be so proud of us. #FatBellyFriday ““ 27 Weeks Thank you for […]
Baby Size Compared to Junk Food (A More Honest Chart)
From the moment the pee on a pregnancy stick says “yes, the gleam in his eye has met the speck in her tummy,” we start the process of wondering how big the little one actually is in there. Through all the weeks, months and trimesters. So, we find fetal size references that make a woman’s […]
#FatBellyFriday ““ 22 Weeks
Okay, fine. We missed last week. But that means you get an extra helping of belly blooming and we’re telling you the gender of our baby. Deal? This week really popped. Our doctor visit showed everything was in the right place and things are looking great. After all the earlier stuff, we’re still a little […]
Anatomy of a Sonogram
When we found out my wife was pregnant the first time we were just so excited that the idea of gender didn’t immediately come to mind. Several weeks in, for some reason, we thought we were having a girl. That thought persisted for a while. The moment we saw Finn’s little peepee on the teevee, […]
#FatBellyFriday – 20 Weeks
Typically, moms-to-be put up photos of their pregnant bellies on their blogs. I can’t blame them. Pregnancy, from the outside, is an incredible thing to behold. Photography was practically invented to capture something as personal and beautiful as a woman with child. We’re going to try and post a weekly photo here so you can […]
Take a Stroll with Me (A Wedding Poem)
I know it’s not Shakespeare or Poe. Worse than that, I know it’s basically crappy High School poetry that should have stars and hearts penciled in around its margins, and I’ve resisted an itching temptation to edit it or improve it before sharing it, but I can’t. It’s my poetry, for my wife, and that […]
My Wife Just Said… #101
“Ugh. Why do you have to be attracted to the parts of my body that I’m self-conscious about? Why not… my shoulder. I like my shoulders. They’re good.” -Elizabeth ““ Previous “My Wife Just Said…”Charlie’s wife uses a kind of underwear as a signal for laundry-time.
Unicorn Poop or How I Fell in Love with the Daughter I Never Had
I’m not much of a “Guy” or “Man” in the senses used in the advice given in the movie Say Anything: “Don’t be a guy, be a man.” Whichever stereotype coloring book you’re using, most of my colors wind up outside the lines. But I do have a penis and three boys to prove it, […]
You are mother. We hear you roar.
With a world driven by image and perfection and unattainable Photoshopped standards of beauty, it’s uncomfortable for us to imagine the magnitude of what a woman may feel she had to “sacrifice” by “ruining her body” in order to have a baby. The statement in this picture offers a different way to think about it […]
