Dave Duncan

"Eat Well, Stay Fit, Die Anyway"

Archive for January, 2012

hives, Hives, HIVES!

It’s been a dramatic few days in the Duncan household, with trips to Sebby’s doctor, an after-hours clinic and our local emergency ward, but let me begin by saying everyone is doing fine.

Sebby had his regular 6-month vaccination on Wednesday, and by that evening, we noticed he’d developed some awful looking red welts on his arms, legs and face and he had a slight fever.  A trip to our local after-hours infant clinic wasn’t too much help as the doctor couldn’t confirm if it was an allergic reaction to the shot or a minor viral infection.  Sebby was still his normal self and aside from a bit of scratching when he was stripped down to his diaper, he was still his giggly and aware self.

Yesterday morning, the spots had spread and gotten redder overnight, so Danielle whisked him off to emergency where the staff confirmed it was an allergic reaction to his vaccination and we’re giving him Benadryl to counteract the reaction.

Since he’s the same old Sebby, our only confirmation that it’s working is that he’s slowly starting to look like his old self, which is a huge relief.  It seems that I’m squarely to blame for his reaction as I don’t have the best track record at reacting well to boosters (meningitis and Hep B got me insanely sick in high school, although all my infant boosters went well).

So just in time for a weekend away with my parents in Central Ontario, he’s on the mend.  Phew.

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A Regimented Life

Before Sebastian’s arrival, I had a pretty lax daily weekday routine.  My mornings were quick and brainless (ideal for me) and my evenings were spent walking the dog, spending time with Danielle, doing chores and playing around with my hobbies.

Now that things have settled at home, my routine has finally cemented, and for those of you without kids, here’s what you can look forward to.

In the morning, I get up as quietly as possible to walk and feed the dog.  He heads back to bed for more Zzzs and I get ready for work.  If I’m lucky (and Danielle isn’t), Sebastian is sort of awake and I get to spend a few minutes playing with him, otherwise I blow kisses to him and Danielle and head off to work.

Once I’m home from work, I quickly change clothes, walk and feed the dog and spend a few minutes playing with Sebastian before he eats his dinner (we’re on to pureed peas, carrots, sweet potatoes and chicken).  It’s kind of funny to me that both the dog and baby get to eat before Danielle and I do, but I’m willing to wait for better food than they get.

Once Sebby is full and cleaned up, Danielle and I get to eat while he plays in his high chair.  Lately, we’ve been able to actually eat our entire meal before he gets bored of his toys and wants to play.  Then I get a bit more playtime before we pack him off to bed.

Once he’s down and fully asleep, it’s usually sometime around 8pm and I have two hours to wash the dishes, do chores, spend some time with Danielle and otherwise veg out.  It’s a far cry from the free time I had before (both because there was less to do, and I use to stay up later because I could sleep through the night without infant interruption), but as every parent says, it’s well worth it.

Once our boy becomes a little more mobile, I’m guessing the evening routine will become even more exciting, but right now I’m just enjoying the time I get to spend with him, and I look forward to each weekend when we can spend whole days together as a family.

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Winter = Happy Mojo and Dave

When I walked Mojo last night before dinner, it was rainy and cold, but not even close to freezing.  I was grumpy and the dog was grumpy and I was starting to realize what it might be like to live in Vancouver.  No thanks.

This morning, it was blowing snow and icy cold.  I was happy and Mojo was happy and all is now right with the world.  At long last, winter has arrived, and in style!

Say what you will about snow and ice, but having four distinct seasons is pretty awesome, and Ihope winter is here to stay.

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Almost Half a Year

It’s shocking how fast time can fly.  Sebastian is just a few days shy of being six months old and he’s big, alert and starting on big boy food.  He’s curious about everything in the world around him, makes a variety of interesting sounds and laughs when I tickle him with my beard. 

It’s easy to lose track of how much he’s grown since we see him everyday, but just glancing back at some pictures from even a month ago, it’s striking how much he’s grown and changed.

At this point, it’s just a matter of time before he starts crawling and our lives get infinitely more interesting as our little drool machine goes mobile and I’m undecided about whether our dog will like that or not.  Given that Mojo has started paying more and more attention to Sebastian, I’m thinking that it’ll be a positive development for everyone.  At least until Sebastian jabs him in the eye with a finger as part of his ‘exploration’ (something that’s happened to me at least a dozen times now).

If only Mother Nature would give us a good dump of snow so I can show our little guy all the fun that can be had in a snowbank.  Even better if it’s on a ‘snow day’ where I can stay home and play in betwen shifts shoveling out.  Oh, but a man can dream.

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Mornings Can be Tough

Getting up and going in the morning is tough for me.  Yes, I know it’s tough for everyone, but it’s REALLY tough for me.  Ask anyone who’s ever lived with me and you’ll get an idea of how much of a morning zombie I am.

So coming back to work after a week off has been more than a little difficult in the morning, and more so this morning.  I woke up suddenly just before my alarm (which is rare), walked the dog and got ready for work, which is all part of my regular zombie morning routine.  This morning, Sebastian was already awake and I got to spend a few minutes with him before he went back to sleep.

He was a little groggy (like his old man) but he spent a few minutes inspecting my face with his little hands, running his fingers over my beard, grabbing at my nose, tugging my hair and poking my cheeks, all while staring at me quite intently.  When he was done, he let out a big yawn, give me a smile and started to close his eyes.

That was my cue to do the adult thing by fighting the urge to stay home all day playing with my boy and head off to the cramped world of public transit that would take me to my office.

While I’m thankful that no one here at work plays with my face, a little piece of me is still at home being poked and prodded.

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2012 is Here, Complete With a Resolution

So the holidays have come and gone like a whirlwind wrapped in shiny paper, and all that remains are all the new presents and a few extra pounds on my belly. 

We had a great trip to Montreal with Sebby, and really appreciated all the helping hands that allowed us to grab a nap here and there and to sit back with a hot coffee and read the paper (two luxuries for us).

While I’m not big on making New Years Resolutions, one thing that I’d like to get back to this year is posting regularly here.  I miss writing in general, and specifically sharing what’s going on in our lives, so I hope to make more time for this blog.  I also hope to find some time to create some music, and thanks to my new iRig (which connects my guitar to my iPhone) and GarageBand, I just might be able to share some of it, whether you want me to or not.

So hopefully you had a great holiday and are all charged up for 2012.  Assuming the Mayans were wrong, it should be a great year.  And if they were right, we’d better make the most of what little time we have left.

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