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.

Losing Weight One Slap at a Time

It all started with some stairs. I work on the third floor of an office building but I often have to go to the first floor to drop things off. One day a couple of months ago I walked down and then back up, but I heard this sound that startled me. I happened to be walking past the copier and thought it was having mechanical problems, but it was off. And that’s when I realized — in a fit of horror — what was making the noise. It was me. And I was wheezing from being out of breath. Like a full-on, Fatty McGee wheeze. [...]

Personal Trainer from Hell

“GET ON THE TREADMILL!” Those were the marching orders from my personal trainer recently, as I once again attempted to avoid exercise. They say dentists are among the most hated professionals, but I think personal trainers and fitness coaches are right up there. They’re in great shape and do everything effortlessly, while your fat ass [...] [...]

On Your Ass

Everyone deals with stress differently. Some people drink or turn to drugs. MJ gets very focused and intent, and usually cleans the whole house from top to bottom. I truly didn’t think I had a problem dealing with stress, until my wife told me in a not-so-subtle way that I’m eating us out of house [...] [...]

The Fat Guy Foundation

This post brought to you by the good folks at Dad Blogs and their Fatherhood Friday initiative. When you’re done here, check out all the dads (and moms) over there. Faithful readers of this blog no doubt recall my repeated attempts to lose weight. Well, it’s time to add one more to that list. Allow [...] [...]

When 861st Place Is a Good Thing

Well, I kept my promise. Despite my better judgment and without a lick of training, I ran in my first road race in 13 years on Saturday. After meeting up with Cape Cod Gal, who has been training for a triathlon this weekend, we took our places at the starting line. Normally I don’t put [...] [...]