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Journey to Parenthood

It’s been so long since I wrote anything. I’m sorry for that but life has been moving at lightning speed yet slowed to a standstill. I’m glad to tell the world that we’re expecting our first child! As I wrote this my sexy and amazing wife is five months pregnant. I’m literally in a car traveling back to my hometown for our Gender Reveal. I’m soooo excited to finally find out our baby’s gender. I just can’t wait to assign a pronoun to the little one.

My wife is the most amazing woman I’ve ever encountered. The only woman to make me look twice and yet again she drops my jaw as she grows our child within her. The pregnancy thus far has been keeping me on pins and needles. Every new change, pain, or stretching feeling has me with bated breath trying to tend to her. I’m not going to lie I’ve been shaken by the fact that we had a previous miscarriage. I’ll do all it takes to be sure that she is happy and as low stress as possible.

But as you can see the little Hemingway is growing just fine and apparently loves to dance like their mother, and hates people in their face like me. They so far have managed to turn every ultrasound sounds since they have had legs into a dance show or game of covert ops hide and seek. It’s amazing to see the little bugger but show off when we need you to hahaha!

I said all that just to say I’m so glad, amazed, proud, and blessed to have Devin as my wife and to be helping her bring new life into the world.

More updates soon, in the meantime check out our YouTube channel for all things us Click Here!!!

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Introductions

Introductions

Hi, we haven’t met

So I’m kind of a stranger, but don’t fret

This is the one case where that’s not bad

Because to you my little angel, I’m dad

You’re the seed that we did sow

But your purpose is to help us both grow

Through teaching & providing I can grow closer to God

Tougher skin will come from your eventual jeers of my Dad Bod

I’ll have to be strong for when you get your first scrap

Help you take flight when you don your first cape

The thought of holding you is one that can’t be beat

Can’t wait for time to push forward so we can finally meet

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Summer thought

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When the summers heat is sweet

I grow anxious over the chance to meet/

A child that I soon hope to greet/
I wish to hold your hand/

Admire you when you first stand/

Even show you the magic of Disneyland/
Eager to grapple intellectually with new life/

Teach you how to cope with strife/

And show you the elegant majesty of my wife/
It’s a thought ever so wild/

I’ve reached a point of contemplating a child/

And only afraid of your mother teaching me how your hair is styled/
The time is coming, soon it’ll be your day/

You’ll be born and here to stay/

With us guiding you, the next generation of Hemingway/

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(Disclaimer: Just a creative post, not an announcement. Any notice of nativity will be amazingly creative and/or nerdy

New Life

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There is a life I want to touch
It’s odd, but I do oh so much
A hand that I crave to hold
A future that I wish to mold
I long to be lost in your little eyes
Show you everything under these blue skies
I haven’t met you, but I love you, it’s wild
I can’t wait to cradle you in my arms, my child
I don’t know how many years it’ll be before we meet
But I’ll love you from your head to your feet
I can’t wait to see the combination of me and my love
Little one you will be the greatest gift from above

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Not expecting, just thinking

I already Love You

I haven’t met you yet
But I already love you
there is no question about it
you are the one
the person that for you we’d conquer the sun
my beautiful amazing child
Just sitting here fantasizing about you is wild
I guess I should say it’s more Prophetic
because you are a guaranteed part of my life
a gift to me and my wife
Will you take after me
will you be gorgeous like her?
Brown eyes? Black Hair?
As long as you’re here I don’t care
you are my child
my love
a love so true

You haven’t even met mommy and daddy yet, but we love you

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