About Me

Babble.com's Top 50 Dad Blogs of 2011!I'm a 32-year-old father and husband born and bred in Massachusetts. I have a beautiful son named Will, a gorgeous wife named MJ who is far too hot to have married me, a dog I love and two cats I put up with. I'm a smart-ass former newspaper reporter with a penchant for turning a phrase, who decided to go corporate and is now enjoying life as a content manager for a website.

This blog is not just another "daddy blog." Sure I write about my son, but these pages are a record of my life. I don't just highlight the fun milestones like first steps, I also chronicle the "other stuff." The fights, the torment and the doubt that inevitably come with being a husband and father. It's not always puppy dogs and rainbows, but it is very real. And often there is beauty in the sadness, redemption in the struggle.

Thank you for checking me out, giving me a try and sticking around for the journey. If you'd like to contact me you can email aaron_gouveia (at) yahoo (dot) com.

No More Eating Out

As one glance at my wastline attests, I love food and I love to eat. Therefore it goes without saying that dining at restaurants has long been one of my favorite pasttimes. The simple fact of the matter is I’m not a cook. MJ is actually pretty adept at the culinary arts, but she gets [...] [...]

Like Father…

One of the first rules of being a journalist is you must have a writing utensil on you at all times. Newspaper reporters are constantly fielding phone calls, and therefore taking notes. So anytime you see me, even when I’m “off duty” (as if there’s such a thing), I have a reporter’s notebook in my [...] [...]

Loving the Idiot Box

The American Academy of Pediatrics recommends that children under the age of 2 not watch ANY television. They claim because the brain is developing at such a rapid place and an inordinate amount of learning is taking place, time spent in front of the TV may hinder that development. And even when kids 3 and [...] [...]

A Weekend With Daddy

With MJ attending a wake and funeral on Sunday and Monday while I went to Maine, it meant some much needed alone time for me and Will. To be honest, things got off to a rocky start. As soon as we got to our friend’s house in Maine, Will wanted to explore. So he was [...] [...]