FF: Daddy Angst

“Looks like I picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue.” – Steve McCroskey, Airplane

In hindsight, it looks like yesterday was the wrong day to start my 30 By 30 weight loss initiative. You ever have one of those days where you start off with the best of intentions and the firmest resolve, but everything goes wrong? That was yesterday.

First of all, I forgot that we were going out for dinner for my mother-in-law’s birthday. I ate well (a steak and steamed vegetables) but then I was goaded into a (small) piece of ice cream cake. That’s a way to start an intensive diet eh?

Also, Will had his 1-year pediatrician appointment yesterday. The good news is he’s doing well. He’s just over 24 lbs and 32 inches tall. That’s good for the 97th percentile in height and the 85th percentile in weight. The bad news? He had three vaccinations. Which means he was grumpy for the rest of the day and refused to nap. And as any parent knows, when the routine is thrown off ain’t no one happy.

In other sad news, we’ve decided to surrender our dalmatian, Fenway. It’s been a very tough decision and we’ve agonized over it for more than a year now. But it’s time. Ever since Will was born, she’s been incorrigible. She wakes up between 3:15 and 3:45 a.m. every day demanding to eat. Not to be let out, to eat. I’ve tried crating her but she barks. And when she barks, she wakes up Will and our neighbors (we’re in a condo). I’ve tried a shock collar, but it has no effect on her. We hired a trainer to come in and that didn’t work either. So to keep her from barking and waking everyone else up, I have to give in to her which reinforces her bad habit. As a result, I haven’t slept for more than 4 hours at a time in more than a year. I’m exhausted. And worse than that, I’m to the point where I get so angry at Fenway I consider throwing her out a window on a daily basis. And that’s no good for anyone. She needs a new home where she’s the only dog and someone can spend more time with her than we are currently able.

Case in point was last night. Will slept terribly. He woke up 4-5 times. When he finally did go to sleep, that’s when Fenway decided she wanted to eat. She barked, Will woke up. So I fed her and quieted her down. Then I quieted Will down. And just when everyone was settled, my lovely wife starts hacking up a lung due to her cold. I’d feel sorry for her, but she refuses to go to the doctor to get checked out, so I have absolutely no pity for her. Because when she coughed it alarmed Fenway. Fenway barked. Will cried. Then I got everyone down AGAIN only to be thwarted AGAIN! This time by the cat, who found a milk cap in the kitchen to play hockey with in the middle of the night.

Picture, if you will, a 29-year-old man yelling and swearing at 3:45 a.m. as he quickly loses his mind and nears a mental breakdown due to animals, a sick wife and a baby who won’t sleep. I didn’t get more than 2 hours of continuous sleep all night. That was the scene and it was ugly.

Don’t let anyone tell you being a dad is all flowers and pie because it’s not. Some days you want to go on a 6-state killing spree, like today.

Happy Fatherhood Friday.

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16 thoughts on “FF: Daddy Angst

  1. I’ve had those nights too but it’s much funnier when it’s happening to you – thanks for the morning chuckles.

    Giving up Fenway will make you a much happier person/family in the long run. There are some fantastic rescue organizations out there that will help you find him a terrific new home. Feel no guilt – you are doing the right thing.

    Hope you get to take a long afternoon nap today 🙂

  2. I’m with Moo, it is funnier when it’s someone else! Sorry to hear about your rough night though- really. If you need help finding Fenway a home I have a friend that might be able to help- she and her husband are always helping people in these situations. If you’re interested in speaking with her you know how to reach me.

  3. Sorry about your dog, but it sounds like it truly is for the best. You need sleep, man. Trust me, for a while I was working overnight and watching my daughter during the day. I napped when she napped, which wasn’t all that often or for very long! Good luck and get some rest!

  4. I can understand your frustration. My sister’s cat become overly territorial after my niece was born and they had to give her up(the cat, not my niece). This worked great for me however since I’m allergic to cats and couldn’t go to their house without getting sick…

  5. I can relate to this story all too well. I’m sorry to hear about Fenway. I don’t think I could ever give up my two dogs but I understand it is better for you. It must have been hard though.
    It all magnifies when your spouse is also sick because you can’t get the proper assistants that you need. (like some time to yourself to step away for even just a few minutes).

    I would have went to the grocery store and bought an applie pie in one sitting. Hang in there fellow dad!!!

  6. It sure isn’t. Since baby marriage and all the rest of this crap I barely sleep at all. I’ve been having a similar week and month hasn’t gone by that I haven’t wondered WTF have I done for at least a hour or two.

    Sorry about your dog. We had to do something similar with ours for a couple of years. The only difference being my mother-in-law took him for a while until he mellowed out and he actually likes her house better now. Do you have family nearby who might consider this?

    Finally, like everyone’s been telling me this week: Chin Up!

  7. Dude, hide the gun and kitchen knives from yourself today!

    My wife was toying with the idea of getting rid of our dog, not because she’s as bad as your but because she annoys her. I’m usually a pretty open guy but had to put my foot down on that one!

  8. Thanks to everyone regarding Fenway, but I think we’re all set. I used to volunteer at a local dog shelter and we adopted our other dog, Haley, from there. They’re helping us find a home for Fenway and she’s going to stay at our house until they can adopt her out. They think they might’ve already found someone who just lost a dalmatian herself. Fingers crossed.

  9. If you don’t stick to your diet you have to do the Truffle Shuffle on video and post it in your blog.

  10. JEE: Leave it to your nefarious little mind to think up a side bet. But yeah, I’m totally in. But what if I’m successful? What’s your punishment??

  11. We ALL rememeber those daze! As a Dad of an almost 3 year old, I am here to tell ya…it gets better…truly 😉

    (and we have two dogs…)


  12. I know it is hard getting rid of a pet. I feel bad for you but I would do the same thing. You have stuck with it a lot longer than any normal human could. Good luck.

  13. That sucks about the dog, I know they can feel like family.
    Oh and if you think having a sick wife is bad you should try having a sick husband! 😉

  14. I have those nights at least once a week these days, so I feel for you. My daughter, who is now 21 months, was a HORRIBLE sleeper until long after her 1st birthday. Some nights she would be up every hour. She didn’t want to eat…just needed comfort. On top of that, we had 2 dogs…an American Bulldog Pitbull Mix (sweetest thing) and an English Bulldog. Basically, the dogs and the baby didn’t mix. They weren’t aggressive towards her, but our lives were in complete CHAOS. We needed some relief, so the dogs…as hard as it was to do (they were our 1st “babies”!)…both went to very good homes! Then………we effed it up and had baby # 2…….15 months apart from our 1st……………..which, at times, is worse than wrangling 1 baby and 2 muscle dogs. We haven’t had a full nights sleep in 5 months and MANY of those nights are as you describe…..but with our 5 month old waking up the 21 month…or vice versa. I’ve realized my body is starting to accept this punishment with open arms……… Just keep telling yourself that Fenway will be in a good home too soon…and the vaccinations just effed up little Will’s sleep for a few days…but things WILL be good soon! Yeah…I know…doesn’t work for me either! HA!

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