The Bean and (the spirit of ) Ozzy
After Ozzy passed away, it was very tough for me to get through and it’s still very hard. But what made it easier was having my daughter. I got to live life through the big blue eyes of an infant. When she was born, the plan was for me to work and for my wife to stay home with the baby. Then, when her maternity leave was up, and she had to go back to work, we’d put the baby, aka, the Bean, into daycare or get a nanny. Unfortunately, I lost my job, when she was about to go back to work. And being there was no way we could afford daycare or a nanny, we needed a Plan B. And that plan was me.I was branded the stay-at-home dad. And I was proud of it. It was the most challenging, exhausting and rewarding time of my life. I took her everywhere with me in New York City. From coffee shops to Baby’s R Us to the swings in Madison Square Park. I changed her. I burped her. I played with her. And I watched her little feet grow.Today my daughter is 17 months old. Wow, it goes so fast they say. And it does. That’s why I’ll be writing it all down. From back then to now. Everyday I’ll be posting the adventures of daddy and the bean. Please enjoy. And learn from my mistakes : )
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