Before I Forget… When The Kid Sees Food

So here are a couple things that my son has done in the past two weeks that I don’t want to forget:

  • When I make dinner he starts to yell “Eat, Eat!” and then jumps into his high chair and waits for me to serve him. Usually, this happens as I start cooking so he sits and waits for a half hour.
  • The day I convinced him to go play while I cooked. When I called him to eat, I looked up to see him yelling, “Eat, Eat!” and both arms up in the air as he ran across the room.
  • The other morning as we packed his lunch he went and hid from me and when I couldn’t find him he jumped out and yelled, “Boo!”
  • He finally said, “Nana” again and also while his Nana was near to hear him. Its been months.
  • He uses his Transformers toy to shot me in the belly and he keeps doing it until I react.
  • I woke up the other day to him giving me the meanest side eye because he was hungry and I wasn’t ready with a bottle.
  • I still find it cute how he runs to bed in anticipation of getting a nice cold bottle of milk.
  • I gave him candy the day after Halloween. IT WAS A MISTAKE! He kept asking for more so I indulged him until it was an hour after bedtime. It was a long night…
  • Today he chose grapes over chocolate. Dad win.
  • Levi likes to play shy with the cute girls we meet in public. It’s really awkward for me.
  • Levi farted in church today. It took everything in me not to laugh. Especially since we kept saying the word “duty”.

There were more things I wanted to remember but now I have forgot… oh well.

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QOTD: Struggle vs. Struggle

“If you are on the right path, it will always be uphill.”
— Henry B. Eyring

It can be unsettling to think that you could be doing something you love, something inspiring, something amazing, and yet still find it difficult.

It’s like life was hard and you weren’t doing anything meaningful and now you are it’s still hard.

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QOTD: You Deserve Your Love

“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.”

– Sharon Salzberg

I used to do this “Quote of the Day” things, and it was really great for my depression, but it was really bad for my anxiety.

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Oops.. I Forgot To Go To Church Again

So, by now, it should be fairly obvious to everyone, but just in case, I am Mormon.

I became a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (LDS) in 2011 and I have always had a problem with staying consistent. To be fair, I am having to compete with years of non-activity in any religion or church, so I am still working on breaking the bad habit of… well, laziness.

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My Neighbors The Giants

I live in a crappy apartment.

My apartment ins’t my favorite, but when you you are iving in a hotel, you go for whaterver you can move into first.

However, it bothers me how loud my neighbors can be. Now let me just say, I am sure they think I am just as loud, but this is my perspective so, shh!

Tonight I am writing this while my son lays in the bed alseep, the lights are off and I am trying to stay as quiet as possible.

My neighbors, however, are being as loud as humanely possible. Or so it seems.

Literally, I am listening to someone stomp up the stairs right now. And I’m pretty sure a herd of cattle just left. The people upstairs are probably wearing weighted boots, and the guy who just took his trash out probably was trying to be as loud as possible when he threw it in the dumpster.

There was once a span of two week when I heard the people upstairs nonstop. It was like they went and bought the loudest, creakiest bed possible and then just rolled around in it all night. I was going crazy.

Then, like clock work, every night at eight some little kid started running around slamming cabinets and it took everything in me to not run upstairs and bang on their door.

You see, my neighbors are giants and there is nothing I can do about that. This apartment wasn’t built to drown out their sound. I am just a little human, they don’t hear me at all. I tip toe all around and my son never slams pots and pans. He also never wakes up at two in the morning screaming. And I most defintely always float up the stairs with my dainty steps.

And so, I will just learn to live with my neighbors, the giants. We’ll casually ignore each other. Our ears will learn to tune out the noise. Because in the end, giants don’t always realize how giant their noise is.

Depressed and Anxious Dad is Still a Good Dad

*While I share stories about My depression and My anxiety, please keep in mind everyone’s experience is different. Symptoms, severity, and intensity varies and I only hope to share my journey to help remind others that they aren’t alone in their battle. I always encourage seeking professional and medical help. Remember, you are not alone and there are many options to help you be best you possible.

So there we were, blankets on our heads, laughing and giggling. My sons bright smile and another memory for me to cherish. Although earlier I had noticed my body felt stiff, I did my best to spend time and play him with him at his level.

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