There are some perks to the journey

As I attempt to write this 9 fingered (try it, harder than you would think) I think I finally need to say something upbeat. When Tiff and I talked about this originally, we talked about chronicling thoughts and feelings regardless of the delivery. I thought I would be able to mix in some minor humor along the way but as I got about 14 weeks into this I realized there's just not much fun to trying to see a pregnancy like this through.

It's difficult to keep your sprits up, plain and simple. No way to sugar coat it. I give my normal demeanor on the exterior but on the inside, I still hold back the feels to guard against the worst. It's only natural but my ultimate intention is to give you my inner thoughts not my outside view that others see. So sorry for Debbie Downer so often.

Okay, on to the bright side. Family members, you may want to look away for this part. But here it goes. My wife’s boobs are AWESOME. Even in some of the trepidation, I still relish in those fun moments like seeing that dress pop from her beautiful figure. While painful, itchy, and constantly soar for her, they bring me great visual pleasure. What can else can I say?

Back to the nine fingers...talk about being all over the place. I have this nasty growth thing that they burnt off and the doc has me wearing duct tape at night over it so it can't breathe. Talk about nasty. Don't forget to wash your hands next time you shake someone's hand at a cocktail party! Boobs...finger abnormalities...you get it all at this blog stop.