Zombie Daddy.

It's been 2 weeks since my son, Calvin, was born. No, I'm not going to shower this space with ridiculously cute photos of him (although he is super cute) or (over)share about his poop (it's frequent). He's just been a beautiful kid, you know? Yeah, he's up every hour and a half... but so what? So I lose a (lot) little sleep, what's the big deal? I didn't think there was one until I went back to work today and a buddy of mine told me I looked like a zombie. While Calvin will probably think it's pretty cool that his dad looks like a zombie in a few years, I couldn't help but wonder why I looked like he zombie. My buddy just said I had bags under my eyes. Well guess WHAT, friend?!, I have a BA-BY! That's why my eye bags look so horrid and zombie-like!

On the bright side: My coffee addiction gets to stay!!

ps: Still unpacking boxes (new apartment) and found some of my sweet Batman stuff!