What Babies Dream About

A cry wailed across the house and I hear Ellen running to the bedroom. Harper's having a nightmare again and she'll continue crying until you wake her up. We learned that the hard way by thinking there's something wrong and trying to find out what. That was frustrating as hell.  

Now that the light is on and Harper fell back asleep in her crevice between our bed and the wall, Elle and I chatted about what babies dream about, or what they have nightmares about. It occurred to me that a baby's nightmare could be something as simple as not being able to fit in their special little crevice anymore. No matter where we put Harper on the bed, she'll crawl into her little corner, wiggling around to make herself comfortable. Everyday she's growing bigger and bigger, and I'm sure she's already starting to feel tight in that corner. One day, she won't fit anymore (and one day, I won't be able to carry her around anymore...).

Anyways, I'm probably wrong. I just like imagining things. 

Anniversary Card

I Love You

when i say i love you
i think of you

you asked for something i have never shared with anyone else
i married you

I may have experienced other things
i WIll never experience this again
my first anniversary full of LOVE
MY first holy gift
my first kiss with my WIFE
something i will cherish FOREVER


my first ANYTHING


I   WILL  LOVE   MY   WIFE    FOREVER

Sleeping Angel

Every morning before work I'd kiss you

 on the lips and forehead. 

You'd smile even though you're asleep. 

I hope you have sweet dreams 

of mommy and daddy

hugging you, 

always there for you, 

and above all

 pouring their hearts out for you. 

We love you so much. 

Life with Harper!!

It's been a while since I've written in this blog, and there's a good reason for it. Her name is Harper Alexandria Kuo, born 6/6/2014. She's a beautiful baby girl with big eyes, soft voice, and generosity as demonstrated by her constant want to feed the dog, me, my wife, and sometimes other babies. My thoughts are with her and my wife all the time. Every single thing, every single movement makes my heart melt.

BITTERSWEET

While I feel this complete and overwhelming joy when lying in bed looking at you and your mother sleeping, I feel equally as sad knowing the only way I can hold onto this moment is to remember it and keep it in my memories. You are growing everyday, learning a bit more about the world, becoming just a bit more mobile, and another day closer to that fateful day when you'll move out or get married, and our happy trio is back to a happy duo. Of course, your brothers/sisters have not been born yet so we might just keep them around forever (lol i'm just kidding). 

But it really is bittersweet. I'm so happy to just be looking at you, and it makes me so sad that this moment is just that, a moment. That is why I have to make sure you grow up to be a great person, classy, intelligent, sharp, and beautiful so you can continue the path your mother and I have started. We are far from perfect, but hopefully you'll be a little closer to what we hope to be, and your children will be a little bit closer than that, and so on and so forth.