January 30, 2007

Love is letting go of fear.

From the very first moment I ever heard the word pregnant it was something I was taught to avoid at all costs. Even without knowing what the word actually meant it was clear to all of us boys that it was something to be feared. When sexuality was explained to us as young boys it concerned everything leading up to pregnancy and that is where things ended in the warning; if you aren’t careful, you’ll get her pregnant and that will ruin your life.

It was the admonition of every clergy member, coach, health instructor or father who gave the infamous birds and the bees lecture. Pregnancy was the end of everything for the adolescent male and the reason why we were always to wear the latex shield of safety known as the condom.

When I was a young boy growing up, abstinence was a term that applied only to alcohol and alcoholics. When you heard the word it was delivered by a stern faced woman dressed in what appeared to be a military uniform delivering what was known as the “temperance lecture”. It wasn’t until I was well into manhood that the S.T.D. to end all S.T.D.’s, changed that.

In my teenage years it was a given that young boys were going to have sex and the term applied to it was, sowing ones wild oats. I can remember when safe sex was asking the girl what time her parents came home from work. As long as we were armed with the almighty condom our fathers swelled with both pride and a certain amount of relief that we were involved with girls.

Sex was okay, after all, it was the age of free love and everyone including the Catholic church admitted that teens were active and that the only thing we had to be worried about was, “getting pregnant”.

We lived in the days of the three pillars of sexual activity; one, sex was a good thing, two, disease was a risk but was at least curable with the right series of treatments and number three, pregnancy was the most fearsome thing imaginable and if it happened, it ruined your life. Yes, there once was a time where disease was less fearful than getting pregnant.

The scariest thing to happen during my teenage years to reinforce the fear of pregnancy was the strange disappearance of friends. One day you’d show up at school and Billy wouldn’t be there. When all of the students met in the lunchroom that afternoon the boys learned from the girls that Susie wasn’t there anymore either. They were simply gone and when you stopped by their parent’s houses to ask about them you were always informed that they were away visiting relatives.

It would be generally be many months before you saw Billy and Susie again and it always came as a surprise that Billy was wearing the uniform of a United States Marine and Susie was now his wife and the mother of his firstborn child.

That was how parents handled pregnancy in those days. A seventeen year old boy would be pulled out of school and enlisted in the Marine Corps. The sixteen year old girl would be removed from school and send to stay with relatives until the baby was born in order to protect everyone from the embarrassment of an illegitimate child.

This was in the days of the Vietnam war. Often times you no sooner started to deal with the shock of what had happened to Billy and Susie, what with the marriage you never heard about and the baby and all when the final horror occurred. Billy would be shipped off to Vietnam.

And far too many times to count after that, the next time you saw Billy he was laid out in a coffin wearing his dress uniform. The message was loud and clear to many of my teenage buddies and I, pregnancy ruined everything and more than that it could be fatal.

From the time we were adolescent boys up to the time we entered the sanctuary of college and were safe from the military draft we were raised to be terrified of getting a girl pregnant. Many of us never grew out of that fear we became men and we have suffered greatly because it.

Most of the men I’ve known in my life were never prepared for the wonder of pregnancy. Never were we ever told that pregnancy was a wonderful event. We were never taught to embrace the process and cherish it for the real miracle it is.

How many of us stood in abject terror before our parents and broke the news to them that our girlfriends were pregnant? And what were we told by them in these moments of our greatest fear? We were told that it was time to step up to the plate and be a man. We were told we had to do the right thing.

And because we’d always been taught to fear pregnancy and were never actually educated about it we didn’t have a clue what the right thing to do was. Unfortunately because so many of us were serving in the military we never even witnessed the birth of our children. We never met them until they were already walking and talking and didn’t even have a clue who we were.

Some of the men I knew in those days died before they even knew they had a child.

I’ve lived with a fear of pregnancy for fifty-one years now. It was the most dreaded thing imaginable to me. Thankfully I have a wife who was patient and waited for me to feel secure in our marriage before she gently broached the subject of maybe having a child.

We talked about it and made the decision to stop using the pill and see if pregnancy would be a part of our marriage. Four months later I woke up to find the white stick with a blue cross on it sitting on the bathroom sink. I was not prepared for the sense of joy I experienced.

Like so many men of my generation I was not prepared for the reality of pregnancy. The wonder of the experience has completely caught me by surprise. What I was taught by society, school, church and my parents was wrong. What they did to my seventeen year old brother and his sixteen year old girlfriend was wrong. They ruined those two kid’s lives, not pregnancy.

I avoided marriage for a long time because of the fear that lived in my heart. I avoided the possibility of children in my life because of the scars left behind from what I’d witnessed during the Vietnam war era and what it appeared that pregnancy had done to so many of my buddies.

My friends didn’t come home in a box because of pregnancy. They came home in coffins because of the shame their parents couldn’t deal with. They pulled their daughters out of school. They enlisted their sons in the military during a time of war. Never once did they stop to think of how they were ruining not only the lives of their children but also the lives of their grandchildren.

Don’t make the same mistakes our parents made. Don’t destroy your children’s lives by pulling them out of school and enlisting them in the military during a nasty war. Pregnancy doesn’t destroy lives, shame does. Give your son a chance to be a good father; don’t send him off to die.

Marriage has been the beginning of so many good things for me. I wish I hadn’t been made to feel so afraid of it for so many years. My wife is a patient and loving woman. Thanks to her loving kindness I am learning the greatest lessons of my life. I just wished I’d learned a little bit more before she found me.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

You touch my heart every single day that we are together.


January 30, 2007 9:18 AM  
Blogger Imran said...

Wow! I never viewed casual sex or sex before marriage like that before. This, coming from a conservative Asian.

True to some extent, yet prevention is better than cure. Only the latter is tough to exercise. Good one.

January 30, 2007 9:32 AM  
Blogger Lizard Princess said...

What a great, great post. As a mom of a so-called "illegitimate" child (man I hate that word, not to mention the more vulgar variations- I shudder to think...) I can attest to the vital importance of a supprting parental system. I was born in '75, so my parents lived through the Vietnam era and witnessed some of things you mentioned. When they found out about my pregnancy, they were 110% supportive (and still are, over a decade later!).
Happy ending: I am married, my child is adopted by my spouse, and my child's birth dad is happily married and we all love each other and get along really well. YAY!

January 30, 2007 9:57 AM  
Blogger Jay said...

Unfortunately there are still a lot of people, especially in my part of the country, who continue to do the things you talked about to their kids if they get pregnant. Many kick their daughters out of the house. Which seems to be the WORST time to do something like that!

Personally I've made it a point to avoid fatherhood. Not out of fear though. My mother was good about these subjects and was always honest about it.

January 30, 2007 9:57 AM  
Blogger Thomas said...

Pregnancy is scary.
Fatherhood and having kids is great.
Absolutely time consuming and horrible, but great.
There is almost nothing better.


January 30, 2007 11:00 AM  
Blogger annie said...

"i'm coming over shortly, because i am a portly, you promised you could fit me in a fifty dollar suit-hey!"
(sorry, your blog name always recalls that line of the song, for me. :) )
anyway, i was raised by staunch catholics, in the same era you were. i was taught many of the myths you mention.
thankfully, i didn't listen to any of them. my three babies were born naturally, the last two at home.(they're 24,20, and 14 now) after being taught to fear pregnancy and childbirth, it turned out to be the most positive, powerful thing i'd ever experienced. also... my strict family told us that sex was only for propogation of the species. um, yeah---right!
you and felicia are on the path to more joy than you can imagine. enjoy!

January 30, 2007 11:47 AM  
Blogger ~Deb said...

Wow. Powerful post. I guess back then it was more of a shameful matter to be pregnant at a young age. In the Latina culture, it’s known that they start at an early age. It’s great, because sometimes the parents are only 16 yrs older than their kids. These days, it seems as though people are waiting until they’re close to their forties to have children. This increases a lot of health risks. Plus, the fact that they’re so much older, they probably won’t get to see a lot of things later on that they’re grown up children accomplish. I have noticed that through the times, people are waiting a great while before even the thought of having a baby is a reality.

Not only that, but these days it’s so expensive to bring up a child. Daycare alone is close to a fortune per month! Most households have to hold two careers. It makes it hard. It’s not like back then when the mother could stay home, be a housewife and make the home a beautiful place for the husband and kids to join after work and school. If they have that opportunity to do so, then one should be so lucky in my opinion.

Shame is a horrible emotion that affects other people’s lives. Wonderful thought provoking post as always!

January 30, 2007 12:10 PM  
Blogger whimsicalnbrainpan said...

My sister got pregnant soon after she dropped out of college. My Mom was very supportive and helped her in every way she could, including giving her a place to stay. My father told my sister that her life would be ruined and that "No man would want to marry a woman who already had a kid."

Well he was wrong. My sister got married to a decent guy and since the biological father did not step up and "do the right thing" (which is good because he is a complete loser) he adopted my sister's kid and has raised him as his own.

I think attitudes have changed some over the years and for that I am glad.

January 30, 2007 2:10 PM  
Blogger Spoke said...

I tell people the same type of thing. The greatest fear concerning sex was pregnancy. I'm 43, lost my virginity at 14. I thought I got a girl pregnant when I was 16. She wasn't. I caught VD at 21. Many partners...some I didn't know. I got married at 27 and we are together for ever!! 1 happy kid turning 13 in a week.
We have been open about sex with her. But like you said, we don't consider pregnancy the biggest issues concerning sex. We certainly wouldn't care about "what other people would think"if she did get pregnant. We are concerned that her choice to engage in sex before marriage could result in life altering/ending disease and, just perhaps, her own guilt/thought issues.
I have few regrets as I look back, but the one thing I think I would change if I could?
I would have liked to have been a virgin on my marriage day!

January 30, 2007 2:29 PM  
Blogger Kati said...

Wow.... As a teen, I remember reading novels about the girls sent away to have their illigitiment children. As a 17 year old who'd just found out she was pregnant by her 22 year old boyfriend (now my hubby), I recall the look of sadness in my mom's eyes when I asked her if I was going to be sent to live with my aunt & uncle till I had my baby. Turned out I finished out HS with the rest of my class, graduated 5 months prego. Had my daughter, then married her Dad when she was 2 months. We've been together now for 10 years, married for 9. Not always blissfully, but marriage is a journey just like any other major step in life. You keep slogging through the rough parts, and enjoy the fun when it comes.

Glad you're able to see where society went wrong in it's attitudes toward sex and babies. We need stories like this to wake those up who still haven't seen those the harm in those attitudes.

January 30, 2007 2:30 PM  
Blogger Wizened Wizard said...

I am enough older than you that I remember guys getting out of going to Vietnam because they became fathers. The scenario you describe was not one that had hit my radar screen - probably because by the time you were conscious of girls disappearing and guys dashing off to join the forces, I was busy trading in unwed motherhood for a bad marriage.

Timing is everything. (Talk about double entendre...) Pregnancy can be wonderful or it can be hell, depending on one's circumstances.

Yours is an interesting post, probably true for many people. Pregnancy is meant to be part of life. Certainly the birth of a child is quite miraculous and wonderful (again, under the right circumstances), but it is simply the way a species continues itself.

Before we became an industrial society, most young people chose marriage by the time an unexpected pregnancy might have "ruined" their lives. And then they bore lots of children, and those children helped grow the food and tend the animals and do all the other work that rural life depends on. No big deal. Sure, babies were celebrated, but not lavishly. After all, many of them never made it to adulthood.

These days we must "fit" babies in after getting an education and becoming self-supporting. We have some control over the when and the how many, and I guess that's why pregnancy can be celebrated and appreciated. By the careful planners...

So while there will always be unwanted pregnancies, we've gone through a transition that has brought us to where you're at: Felicia's pregnancy is a wonderful thing to be celebrated, as should every pregnancy be. It was planned, and you were ready. What a wonderful thing!

January 30, 2007 3:10 PM  
Blogger Arcturus said...

Err, I guess there isn't much for a guy like me to say on this topic ...

You always manage to weave the most intricate narratives, a veritable mountain road with switchbacks and hairpin turns and steep drop-offs with no guardrails and spectacular views followed by dense forest canopies.

So you're becoming a dad at 51? I would imagine that to be a bit of a challenge. Of course, if you read my blog, my dad is 66 and acts like a 21 year old juvenile deliquent.

January 30, 2007 5:25 PM  
Blogger Zen Wizard said...

I dunno, I thought I would never say this, but I am so glad I never got laid in high school.

I would have gotten stuck in that one-horse rathole for sure...

January 30, 2007 5:49 PM  
Blogger notfearingchange said...

ahhh....so sweet.

January 30, 2007 7:12 PM  
Blogger bardouble29 said...

Dirk, that was one of the most beautiful blogs I have ever read. Thank you for openly sharing your heart and thoughts with us.

January 30, 2007 8:58 PM  
Blogger Em said...

I don't want to avoid the main point of your comments...but I have to say that this line really made me laugh long and hard...

safe sex was asking the girl what time her parents came home from work

Okay, now my comment about the fear of pregnancy...

I did grow up with that similar fear as did most men in our generation. But I must say, I also grew up with another fear. I was pretty much taught that birth was another thing for men to avoid. Sit out in the waiting room, pace, drink lots of strong coffee, and wait. But I would not trade anything for the experience of being there as all three of our kids entered the world. What an amazing experience.

I guess it is good when men can put old fears behind them!

January 30, 2007 9:35 PM  
Blogger Pepper said...

My first pregnancy was similar to a bad country and western song. I met the man of my dreams, we dated for about a year; we picked out the rings, picked out a house with lots of land, set the wedding date..... On January 22nd I called him, very excited, I was pregnant. He said "I'm sorry." After I returned his ring, he gave it to his ex wife, they were married on the date we had set, in the church we selected, and moved into the little house we had picked out. I ended up on the streets alone. Obviously he didn't have your sex education teacher.

Once again - great post- you are an artist; with words as your paint - I applaud your masterpieces.

You and your wife are embarking upon a wonderful journey. Treasure every mile.

January 30, 2007 9:40 PM  
Blogger C-dell said...

I am starting to see a pattern of maturity in older men that I know. It is not that I think that people don't mature with age, but the older men in my life seem as if they have gone through some profound thing. They have become more and better because of a life journey. The main component I see that makes this equation work is Love of a good woman. I don't think I have the same stigmatism about preganancy. It is not that I haven't been told those thing. The approach is different. I was taught if you get a girl pregnant then you can't go to college because you have to get a job, you will end up in a dead in job and struggle. No military. I want children. Just not now I am not ready to be solely responsible for a person's well being. Not yet. Great Post.

January 31, 2007 2:17 AM  
Blogger Mone said...

You saved the best for last :)

January 31, 2007 6:05 AM  
Blogger The Wee Italian Chick said...

"Perfect Love Conquers All Fear"--think it is somewhere in Romans;I totally agree with you,though I would still encourage kids to avoid unplanned pregnancies. I believe there is a time and an age for everything and I am not entirely sure young single parents can give and receive the necessary moral,practical and emotional support everyone is in desperate need of when it comes to bringing a new life to the light! ...

January 31, 2007 7:18 AM  
Blogger SignGurl said...

I would be one of the babies that you speak of. My father served his tour of duty and met my 17 year old mother. She became pregnant in March. They married in April. Mom graduated in June, turned 18 in October and had me in December.

My parents never should have married as their only common denominator was me. They divorced 9 years later on their wedding anniversary.

My mother was one of several of her high school friends who became pregnant. One of those friends approached me on my graduation day to tell me how proud she was of me and my friends for not getting pregnant.

January 31, 2007 10:08 AM  
Blogger Pixie said...

But in the end you found the perfect woman didn't you ;)
and your child will be one of the luckiest kids around with you as a dad!

January 31, 2007 11:42 AM  
Blogger Citymouse said...

With my swiss son being bi, but not sexually active, and his natural parents shunning him because of his sexuality, I see this as all very true. Hate is not a family value, and neither is fear. You're kids will be who they are, love them, dont hide them, be honest.
I think you are on your way to being a wonderful dad.

January 31, 2007 12:24 PM  
Blogger Zen Wizard said...

You know you are getting old when the geezer chemistry teacher--the one with the shaved head, the bow tie, and the wayfarer glasses; who they retired from football coaching 'cause he was losin' it--starts making sense on the abstinence thing, is all I'm sayin'.

Plus, when you get old your libido goes down and the big head starts to rule, if you get my drift...

Anyway, still glad I did not get laid in high school.

Even if I could travel back in time and talk to the old me, though, I could not convince him. Those Swedish farmer's daughter cheerleaders were HOT!!

January 31, 2007 1:31 PM  
Blogger paris said...

and your not kidding that is just about the way it was back then, my dad would tell every boy that dated me just remember if my daughters good enough to sleep with for one night she's good enough for you to marry scared amny a dates away one guy went as far as one block and just dropped me off on the corner and said goodnight i was left standing there.

January 31, 2007 5:53 PM  
Blogger Paul F. said...

It's funny seeing how people are now concerning the concept of a "normal" family and considering that just a generation or two ago people were actually concerned about the legitimacy of their families children. What happened?

January 31, 2007 10:37 PM  
Blogger sarala said...

This is a beautiful post. I'm a tiny bit younger than you are so my peers didn't have to go to Vietnam. What a horrible punishment for "knocking a girl up."

February 01, 2007 3:59 PM  
Blogger Smalltown RN said...

I remember being told about my sister, when she got married out of wed lock she was sent to be with the nuns for undwed moms....my other sister was sent to England....I didn't know any of this till I was an adult. I ask my sisters about how they felt...not only was it traumatic being preganant the fact that they were sent away. How awful...I can't believe my parents did that...but that was the times.

I am glad you have learn't so much and continue to grow in your marriage...isn't that we should be doing....growing and learning with our partners?

Great post!

February 01, 2007 8:09 PM  
Blogger TutleyMutley said...

Great post - really thought provoking. And hey - we're about the same age! As a bloke you didn't have to cope with the 'double standard' - could write another essay on that... Girls were to be placed on a pedestal and worshipped or seen as 'tarts'.
I am so glad you have such a strong loving partnership with Felicia and are about to embark on one of the most exciting journeys life can offer

February 02, 2007 5:54 AM  
Blogger melanie said...

no it is as it is! enjoy every minute, daddy!

*big grin*

February 02, 2007 6:41 PM  
Blogger eddie said...

I can only wish the joy i have felt with my 4 kids, it is a wonderful thing in life to take this small child in your hands and to see part of you there in there eyes, the heart takes over then and it is one hell of a ride,enjoy every second my friend and you have touched my heart with your honesty in this one, thanks

February 03, 2007 7:18 PM  
Blogger skeet said...

The joy that you and Felicia take in this pregnancy is uplifting and exhilirating. I'm thrilled for you both, and for this much-loved and yearned-for son.

I am only a couple of years older than you. We are children of the same era. When I told my parents that I was pregnant at the age of seventeen, I expected to be sent away. The norm would have been for me to re-appear months later, having fulfilled my family duty taking care of my grandmother or maiden aunt. It never occurred to me that anything else would or could occur. Instead I was asked "What do you want to do? Do you want this baby?" My parents stood by me, though it was a humiliating experience for all of us that everyone now knew that I wasn't a "good girl." I realize now how backwards that definition was. It was the good girls who DID get pregnant, because we were naively ignorant and totally unprepared when the hormones kicked in. We didn't get on the pill because we were good girls & would never need it. The "worldly" girls didn't get pregnant because they did go on the pill.

My parents took a turn from the norm, though. They didn't raise me to be preapred for sex, but they did stand by and support me through my pregnancy. They did provide my son's primary support until I was able to take over that duty after several years.

You left out one catagory of young fathers. The ones who didn't step up to the plate and do the right thing. They ran instead. There were plenty of those around.

no regrets. My son is a happy, healthy, self-supporting thirty-six year old, and much better off for not having been much influenced by his father.

February 05, 2007 4:33 AM  
Blogger Jay said...

Hope all is well Dirk. Just wandering through and thought I'd say hello.

February 07, 2007 10:24 AM  
Blogger DNR said...

Thank you Dirk Star!!

Thank you for allowing me to re-live the miracle of my children’s births through your experiences.

You are an amazing writer my friend.

Thank you!!

February 08, 2007 6:29 PM  
Blogger Pepper said...

You are alive! Sorry I haven't heard from you in so long.... you mean bikes have back brakes now? I remember stopping using the pedals. What did I get myself into? I see broken bones in the future.

Your youngun is due about the same time as my grandbaby, Jayda. My advice when bathing your little boy... is don't ever think he can't aim.

February 10, 2007 1:13 AM  
Blogger Wizened Wizard said...

Good to hear from you. I check in here daily, hoping - and trusting - that things are okay.

Your life has changed and will change ever more. You are missed by us, but your place is and should be with Felicia and the little Dirklet.

Thanks for letting us know you're okay.

February 10, 2007 10:03 AM  
Blogger Robin said...

Very cool post. Great to see a man's side of the whole thing. Thanks!

February 10, 2007 5:14 PM  
Blogger Arcturus said...

What's up there, Dirk_Star? You're kinda quiet ...

February 10, 2007 5:25 PM  
Blogger skinnylittleblonde said...

Awww....What a beautiful post! Some girls are also brought up to have an intense fear of pregancy, relationships & commitment. 51 years...well worth the wait, I can tell. Love Grows!

February 10, 2007 9:39 PM  
Blogger Cinderella said...

How is life? How is the wife? How are you? How is the baby? How are things working out for you?

I hope all is well, miss ya!

February 10, 2007 11:02 PM  
Blogger Kati said...

Hey Dirk!!! It's been a while since we've seen ya around. Hoping you & the fam. are doing well. Let us know how things are going, if you find the time!

February 11, 2007 3:11 PM  
Blogger Pepper said...

Just strolling by saying hi. Hope everything is going well.

February 13, 2007 11:16 AM  
Blogger whimsicalnbrainpan said...

I hope all is well.

Happy Valentine's Day!

February 14, 2007 12:12 AM  
Blogger Wizened Wizard said...

Missing you. Here's a wish and an image...

February 14, 2007 8:01 AM  
Blogger KSHIPPYCHIC said...

Happy Love Day!! May your day be full of it!! :)

February 14, 2007 10:34 AM  
Blogger Pixie said...

Just passing through...
Happy Valentines day. :)

February 14, 2007 11:45 AM  
Blogger Em said...

Just checking in so you know I'm thinking about ya. Hope things are doing well with the family!

February 14, 2007 10:48 PM  
Blogger Pepper said...

Is everything ok? You have been so quiet. I miss Mr. Rogers of the neighborhood and I am worried about Mrs. Rogers. I hope everything is well.

February 15, 2007 12:23 PM  
Blogger Lizard Princess said...

Baby must have come since you're too busy to blog- am I right?
I hope so!

February 15, 2007 5:49 PM  
Blogger Larry said...

That was good Dirk. Maybe it took 51 years to get ready, but now you are open to the world.

lydia cornell

February 15, 2007 6:25 PM  
Blogger jali said...

That was beautiful.

February 16, 2007 1:45 PM  
Blogger Meander said...

wow...you must be so busy planning for baby to come. i hope all is well with you and your wife. we miss you here but understand that you are doing far more important things right now.

February 17, 2007 8:18 AM  
Blogger MasterQ said...

I was browsing through posts and comments at Wizened Wizard's and was glad to see you haven't dropped off the radar completely. Missing your wit and wisdom, but take all the time you need, we'll all be here waiting. Glad your wife is doing better.

February 18, 2007 12:52 AM  
Blogger Paul F. said...

I think you should be voted best blog of the month.

February 19, 2007 3:16 PM  
Blogger Old Plod said...

I hope all is well with you Dirk. It appears you haven't posted since the 30th. January and that is really unusual so I am checking on you with the same good intentions as you do for me from time to time! I hope Felicia's pregnancy is proceeding according to schedule and I look forward to reading an update from you soon. Your postings are always an inspiration to me and whilst I appreciate you have more important things on your mind at this time I nevertheless hope you will keep your army of fans around the world fully posted. As regards your posting on "Love is letting go of fear" I am of the age that can well remember the draconian attitudes to illegitimate pregnancy. Thankfully, in England such thinking has changed for the better. However, sex education in our schools does not appear to be that clever since teenage unmarried pregnancies are at an all time high despite the instant availability of contraceptives including the "morning after" pill. In addition, the incidence of sexually transmitted diseases among the young is at worrying levels. Somewhere along the line we are not quite getting the balance right. As you say yourself the worst STD of all STD's is still prevalent in our society and I fear for those who are not fully aware of the risks, and also of their responsibilities too.
Incidentally, I note that you have now received over 6,500 profile viewings! Well done. That is clear evidence of your prowess as a Champion Blogger. Warmest good wishes, David.

February 19, 2007 3:39 PM  
Blogger janzjottings said...

Great post and so true of the times. It was the same this side of the pond too, I know, I went through it.

I wish you and your family well

February 20, 2007 6:53 PM  
Blogger Aileen said...

ok put down the magic cards and work on the blog dude! the baby isn't due for awhile. You have plenty of time to concentrate on US!

February 21, 2007 1:13 AM  
Blogger Malnurtured Snay said...

Great post, dude.

February 22, 2007 12:02 AM  
Blogger Heather in Beautiful British Columbia said...

Very nicely written - thanks for sharing your joy :)

February 22, 2007 12:27 AM  
Blogger Aileen said...

Did you fall off the face of the earth or what?

February 22, 2007 9:48 AM  
Blogger Imran said...

Hey Bro, long time no see.

How is your wife doing? Hope all is good to receive your baby in... Apr?

Have a good weekend with family.

February 23, 2007 7:56 PM  
Blogger d. chedwick bryant said...

I love this blog! I just found this blog! GREAT banner-- now i am going to go read some of your older posts.

February 23, 2007 9:19 PM  
Blogger Kati said...

Dirk!!!! Where are you???? Are you & Felicia ok???? How's the kiddo???? Let us know, Dude!!!! It's been darn near a month since you last posted. Kinda worryin' about y'all!

February 23, 2007 11:54 PM  
Blogger russkal said...

I'm back! What did I miss?

Hey, you've been gone for a long time too! How are you my friend?

I hope you and the missus are doing fine.

Drop a line when your free, will ya? I miss you guys...

February 24, 2007 2:55 PM  
Blogger singleton said...

God, what a beautiful post. I mean truly beautiful. Our Grandmother used to say "the first child comes any time, after that, it takes 9 months"....and that's just the way it is.

Love grows...
Bask in it!

February 26, 2007 7:40 AM  
Blogger Pepper said...

Just strolling through the neighborhood. I hope everything is okay.

February 26, 2007 11:23 AM  
Blogger DNR said...

[knocks on monitor glass] Any body home? (wonders to self, he's been missing for so long... I hope all (missus and Jr) are ok...)

I'd leave a pie, or a gift card, something, if I knew where.

Peace my friend, hope to hear from you soon.

February 26, 2007 5:50 PM  
Blogger Lizard Princess said...

I miss ya, Eddie!

February 27, 2007 11:58 AM  
Blogger Kati said...

Hey Dirk!!! Just getting ready to head out for our hockey tourney in the morning, and thought I'd swing by everybody's blogs & wish everyone a good week and tell y'all.... See ya lata!!!!

February 28, 2007 6:44 PM  
Blogger Jen!! said...

what the BLOG!? members?

remember us, the ones who gave you really cool buttons to put on your blogs to show that you belonged to some kind of community and then promptly disappeared into oblivion?

yeah, sorry about that.

but, we're back.
Check it out here.


- Tiffany, Mikala, & Jen from What the BLOG!?

March 02, 2007 12:25 AM  
Blogger Pepper said...

Still worried about you.... even my mom is worried. Hope everything is okay.

March 02, 2007 1:24 PM  

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