What a crazy year it’s been. February 9th, 2013 at 2:43pm, our son Justin was born eight weeks premature in an emergency c-section.He was two and half pounds, and we were incredibly worried. He’s kicking all sorts of ass now. It’s so hard to believe that the baby who started out looking like this:
In the same year, I lost my job, spent 11 months as a stay at home dad, then got a new job that I really like, though not as much as being a stay at home dad.
On June 7th, I went to see FLAG at Stage AE in Pittsburgh. It was an awesome show, but I managed to get myself kicked in the head by a crowd surfer which broke my glasses.
That’s pretty damn punk rock, if you ask me.
Sometime in the end of summer, early fall, Justin head-butted me in the chest. Whenever he did that, I felt a lump. After running through a battery of tests, it was determined to be a tumor on one of my ribs, and it was recommended that I get it taken out. I was fully on board with this, due to me being BRCA+. In early December, I had that surgery. Everything came back negative for cancer.
Right before Christmas, we took a short vacation to Hilton Head. We stayed at the Disney resort there, and it was beautiful.
Justin had his first Christmas.
In January, as a Christmas present, Andrea and I went to the Royal Rumble in Pittsburgh. We paid a little extra to get great seats, but when we got there, there was an issue with our tickets, and they sent us to the box office. It turns out that they built a stage where our seats were supposed to be, so they upgraded us to very expensive floor seats. It made an awesome night even more awesome.
It’s definitely been a crazy year, but an awesome one as well.