By: John Jericiau Dylan was more than four weeks premature but was still about 6 ½ pounds at birth, so we knew he was going to be a big boy. He couldn’t be more different than his older (by 8 months) brother Devin. Dylan is blonde and Devin is brunette. Dylan has hazel eyes; Devin […]
Irish Twins
By: John Jericiau I thought I knew how sleep deprivation felt. I was wrong. I pulled many all nighters for big exams in college, while at the same time competed in cross country and track, swam and cycled on my own, maintained a relationship (or two) and handled the pressures of being dorm president. Flash-forward […]
Devin on Earth
By: John Jericiau The weekend before Monday’s induction had arrived and time ticked by ever so slowly. We enjoyed the time we spent with the birthmother, and tried to learn more about her as we hopped from restaurant to restaurant and tourist trap to tourist trap. Do you like salty or sweet foods more? Salty. […]
The Perfect Storm
By: John Jericiau We were within one week of the birth of our son. We started getting paranoid, listening during our daily phone calls for any signs of wavering from the birthmother, but she remained sure of her decision. She was 1000 miles away from Santa Monica, and it was time for her to travel […]
When It Rains, It Pours
Lucky Number 11
One Window Closes, Another Opens (and Another, and Another…)
By: John Jericiau My brand newborn son Ryan already had me twisted around his little pinky after the first twenty-four hours of the feeding/changing/sleeping cycle. As a single guy I had spent the last seven months supporting (emotionally and financially) the out of town birthmother but all of that didn’t matter after I first held […]
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