Parenting: Ever Evolving Nola Nerd Couple

With the addition of the Nola Nerd Baby, our site has been put a little on the back burner.  We have to evolve because she has to be our focus.

People always say that babies change you.  Well, that’s true up to a point.  We don’t want to lose who we are just because we are focusing on her.  We don’t want to live vicariously through her, but we don’t want her to only enjoy the things we love.  I mean she will have nerd parents, but if she was to be a cheerleader or athelete, we will be at every game.

Of course, some things have changed.  We couldn’t work out being able to go see Solo: A Star Wars Story. We have been way behind on recording podcasts. But we also have taken her to the Aquarium and Disney.

Basically, expect more parenting blogs from both of us.  We both have a unique viewpoint to being a parent.  Plus, I’m 44. This really gives me a unique perspective on being a first time parent, especially when children of my friends are in college and are starting families of their own.

We are going to review parent gadgets, discuss our adventures, share tons of pictures, and give our opinions.  No we aren’t renaming our blog the Nola Nerd Trio (sorry Josh from

When Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple was carrying our baby, I wrote our baby a letter.  Basically, I told her that some day I hope she reads this blog. The posts before February 22, 2018 and those after.

These posts tell the story of her parents.

These are the stories of her.

Parenting: The Nola Nerd Baby’s Christening

We are a Catholic family. We might not be the best Catholics (we need to go to church more often), but being raised Catholic has had an unshakable impact on us. As it has been a positive influence in our lives, we wanted the same for our darling daughter.

I won’t lie; the baptism was as wonderful and stressful as our wedding. Wonderful in that the service itself and the family that gathered with us made for an amazing day.  Stressful in that a lot of work goes into making a wonderful day.

Of course, her godparents were there. Her godfather, my godson, will be known to her as her parrain since Mr. Nola Nerd Couple is a cajun. Grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins were there for this special event.


The Nola Nerd Trio


Deacon Tully about to baptize the Nola Nerd Baby


Receiving the Sacrament


Receiving a final blessing


With the Godparents


With the Grandparents


The Nola Nerd Baby with her godfather to the right. Mr. Nola Nerd is her godfather’s godfather. Nola Nerd Baby’s godfather’s mother is Mr. Nola Nerd’s godmother. In other words, this is a godly picture 🙂

After the ceremony, we had everyone over at our house for some food supplied from Rouses (because it’s good and for a good price). The Nola Nerd Baby did a great job entertaining everyone but definitely went to bed early that night.

The great thing about traditions no matter the culture is that it is often shared with family. She may not know it yet, but the Nola Nerd Baby is one very loved baby.

Parenting: 5 Surprising Facts I Learned About Being A Dad

When people find out that you and your wife are expecting, they have tons of advice for you. Most of it sounds as if it comes from a Sith especially with the use of negative absolute words (“You will never sleep again,” “you won’t be able to travel again,” etc.) Of course, some advice is constructive (“Fed is best”).

However, even though parents tend to tell you everything you go will through as a parent, here are five things that still surprised me about being a parent.

5. Going to the bathroom when it’s just you and baby: Maybe this is a form of male privilege, but I have not had one person tell me how to do this when it’s just you and baby in public. Women have to be able to do this all the time, right? If I have our carrier, it’s not a problem, but with a stroller? Or while I’m holding her? This was seriously never discussed with me, and I never read about it.

4. Girls have crevices everywhere: Changing diapers was new to both of us. It really did shock me how poop could get all over the place with girls. And while we are talking about poop…

3. Babies poop really loudly: This one really amazed me. Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple was actually in the back of our house in a different room and heard Miss Nola Nerd Baby. There are times it startles me if I’m not ready for it. And on more than one occasion the sound has awakened me.

2. Shake, Shake, Shake: Formula requires lots of shaking. That’s why the moment I started this actual entry I went to Amazon and purchased this.  It has already made making the bottles easier.  I give it a perfect 5 out of 7.

1. Better Sleep: My wife and I share getting up with our baby. Now don’t get me wrong, I am sleep deprived and exhausted. Yet, my rest is actually better. I fall asleep quicker and fuller. I actually fell asleep the other night watching television which is something I have never done. Before Nola Nerd Baby, I was always restless and suffered from insomnia. Since she has come along, my body knows it needs sleep and makes sure that I get when I can.

Extra surprise: I can’t wait to write more of these parenting blogs!

Introducing: Nola Nerd Baby – Addendum: A Father’s Story

Last week, my wife wrote about our journey to parenthood. It was a bumpy road, to say the least. I wanted to add a response to each blog from my point of view. Links to my wife’s blogs will be in each section title.

Response to Part I: Conception

Yes, we tried for a long time. Yes, all those things people say to you do not make you feel good. In fact, they have an opposite effect. People knew we were trying, and while I truly believe they meant well, saying a lot of those things leaves you feeling inadequate. My wife said she never cried when she got her period. That didn’t mean each cycle didn’t begin with an awkward silence and wondering. Wondering can lead to blaming. I never accused my wife of being the reason why were childless. I blamed myself. Toxic masculinity has a way of creeping into your brain. You start blaming yourself for your lack of being able to produce a child. Now, I did get tested around 2013, but I also turned forty that year. The next year I was diagnosed with palindromic rheumatism. I was already on the low side of average, so my brain kept telling me it was my fault and that my age and medications were hurting our chances even though I could not find any scientific evidence for that. That’s how strong and prevalent toxic masculinity can be. Plus, who do I talk to about this? It’s not something we as men do even though we should. In fact, the day in April that we tested, I knew someone in the waiting room. We didn’t discuss it at all; in fact, we talked about everything but why were there. However, I did appreciate that he was there in that he was willing to do whatever it took to take his family in a new direction. It was unspoken, but we were both rooting for each other. I did have one friend, who knew that we were trying, discuss his struggles with me, so of course, I did open up about ours. That helped tremendously. Also, the good people at Audubon Fertility made us feel that this was an issue that we, as a team, could overcome. They never lied and didn’t promise us anything. Even on the day of conception, they were getting us mentally prepared for attempt two. It is their honesty, not the fact that we did get pregnant, that makes me recommend them to anyone that listens. And any guy reading this, remember you are not alone, and it doesn’t make you less of man to ask for help!


One last thing, the day of conception I was a quiet, nervous wreck. I don’t think I’ve actually told this to Mrs. Nola Nerd. And when you think about it, there really was no real reason. I had been practicing for that moment since I was a teenager. Yes, it is awkward and not comfortable. It’s also very clinical. Breathe and give it the old college try.

And the day we found out, there was no awkward silence. We both cry loudly.

Response to Part II: Pregnancy

The pregnancy was normal pretty much until we told everyone….so about a week. Then after that, I felt I was on the reality show Wife Swap and the season lasted nine months. Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple was there, but she wasn’t. At first, she was sick all the time. Slowly, though I started to notice that she didn’t have crazy “hormonal mood swings.” She wasn’t having any swing in her mood whatsoever. She was constantly down. I wasn’t worried that she would hurt herself or the baby. I was worried she wouldn’t care if something did happen to her or the baby. She wasn’t excited about announcing the baby. In fact, she didn’t want to tell anyone. I wanted to tell the world. After the first trimester ended, I thought she might start to feel better physically which would lead to her feeling better emotionally. Actually, “emotionally” is a poor word choice. I was hoping she would become emotional.

I have dealt with depression and anxiety my entire adult life. I remember one time, a friend who meant well, told me to buck up and get back on the horse. I’ve been thinking about that phrase lately. Depressed people are not down or sad. We are stuck in a fog and can’t see our way out. To extend his metaphor, there is no horse to ride. And if there were, you wouldn’t know how to ride it until you get therapy or medication. It’s not a simple process.

Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple wrote that I confronted her with tears in my eyes. This is true. What she didn’t say was that I manipulated her. I put her in a situation where she couldn’t make a scene. One in which she had to confront the problem quietly and talk to me honestly. In education, we often are told to ask leading questions or structure our lesson so that the students figure out the problem on their own. I tried to do this with her. I knew that if I came on too strong, she would resist and shut down further. If I mansplained, she wouldn’t talk to me for a while. Luckily, she understood I was providing her a lifeline, I was not fixing it for her. I couldn’t. I could only just be there.

Thankfully her medical team of the OBGYN and psychiatrist understood. Also, my teaching schedule included study halls at the time my wife taught her AP classes. I’m certified in social studies, so she didn’t have to worry about that class. The courses I couldn’t take over our administration worked out for us. Also, our school system worked with us in setting up the best leave of absence plan that we could have used.

I wasn’t always perfect. I did push sometimes. I forced her to do the registry one day. She did it and was engaged, but I noticed no cute items were placed on the registry that day. They were the functional needs. However, she eventually became more excited and started putting the cute stuff on there. I did the same with the nursery. I pushed to get it ready; Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple did it when she was ready.


While she was put on an antidepressant, she was not put on anti-anxiety medication. She rarely had the panic attack that most people associate with anxiety (the one that looks like a heart attack). Her panic attacks where quieter. She would zone out in the scary silent seizure way. It took some time to recognize it.

A lot of things that we usually do for the blog, we didn’t get to do. First of all, by assuming Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple’s responsibilities along with my own, I had no time or energy to write anything. Talking was rough for her, so podcasts were out. Even if we could write or podcast, we would come back to the problem of not being able to do anything for the blog. It’s hard to write a blog about not doing things. Two of our most popular blogs each year is about Pensacon and my hometown’s Mardi Gras parade. We couldn’t attend either due to the issues she was having. Truthfully, Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple was a prisoner in her own home for nine months.

Did it hurt that she didn’t want to reach out to me for comfort? You are damn right it did. However, this was bigger than my hierarchy of needs according to Maslow. My wife was making me a tiny human and was miserable doing so. So yeah, I missed Richard Thompson in concert (twice) this past year. Who cares? It’s not like I won’t mention it when he comes again near here. 🙂

Part III: Birth and PostPartum

Since men have it easy during pregnancy and birth, I truly believe hospitals buy the most uncomfortable sleepers for men in the delivery and postpartum rooms. However, women are making us tiny perfect humans so I won’t complain anymore about it.

The process of birth for me was just getting out of the way of all these smart, powerful women in the room, including my wife. I just did what I was told. When Miss Nola Nerd Baby made her entrance into the world, it was the most perfect moment of my life. Everything was in its right place. She was gorgeous. I could go on and on with how great she is!

For the first five days, I tried to do everything I could so my wife could get some rest. Our baby was born on a Thursday; I was going back to work on a Wednesday. Then we had our first trip to the hospital on Tuesday.

If I could punch one person in my life, it would be our first ER doctor. He mansplained what high blood pressure was. We repeatedly told him it was preeclampsia. Our hospital’s web portal had it spelled out for us, so it was on his chart. We had a 5 day old with us in the ER. The nurse that asked why we showed up still makes me confused. If your blood pressure is near 200/120, aren’t you supposed to go the hospital? However, after that experience, we were taken care of fantastically. Thankfully, Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple’s OBGYN advocated strongly for her. We weren’t mad we had to go back after the first three days stay, because sometimes medicines don’t work. However, I really didn’t care for the way the on-call weekend OBGYN looked. He was very knowledgeable, but he was physically like a cross between McDreamy and McSteamy. Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple thought I was overreacting.

Before the birth of our baby, we would talk about how silly it sounds when people would say fathers were babysitting their own children. No, that’s called parenting. I know I’ve already made one of my hardest parenting decisions when I took our baby away from her mom. It was heart-wrenching. On the drive back to the hospital, Pearl Jam’s Wishlist came on the radio. I pulled into the parking lot and had an indie-movie cry in the parking lot. I had realized that if Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple had just gone to sleep instead of wanting to go to the hospital, there would have been a high chance I would have been a single father. If we wouldn’t have induced early, I may have been just single.

As far as taking care of our child, it wasn’t that hard. Our baby lets us know when she is unhappy. It’s all about paying attention. I didn’t do anything special. I was just being a parent.

Mrs. Nola Nerd Couple is still working on getting better. In fact, in the time between the publishing of her last blog and this one she had her medications changed again. She has a great general practitioner who truly listens to her and works with her on getting her better.

And we have our perfect little girl.



NOLA-ing: NOLA Baby Firsts

If you follow cute New Orleans-centric stores like Fleurty Girl and NOLA Gifts and Decor, you might have seen the adorable NOLA Baby Firsts print by local artist Allie Behan. I ogled over this print on FaceBook, thinking that it would be a perfect keepsake to commemorate our daughter’s first NOLA experiences. From going to the zoo for the first time to eating her first crawfish or snoball, this print fits into our interests and lifestyle perfectly. Unfortunately, when I visited two different Fleurty Girl stores, they were sold out out of this popular print (they have since restocked). I was bummed, but figured I could wait; after all, it is not like she can do everything on the print yet.

Nola baby firsts

Image courtesy of Fleurty Girl.

A few days later at work, a coworker of ours gave us gift for our daughter. Happily, it was the NOLA Baby Firsts print! I think I squealed with delight when I saw it. It is so sweet to have such marvelous people in our daughter’s life. We are definitely blessed and started planning out when to start accomplishing some of these firsts. We then picked which first we thought we would accomplish last. My husband guessed her first Saints game since we have only ever been to one and that was during the preseason. I picked her first streetcar ride since in all my time living in and around New Orleans, I have never ridden the streetcar! Though maybe we will purposely ride one now, just to make sure we fulfill all of the firsts.

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Introducing: Nola Nerd Baby – Part 3: Birth and Postpartum

Click here to read part one – conception.

Click here to read part two – pregnancy.

Our baby was due on March 9th, 2018. Everyone says that first babies tend to stay in longer, so I hoped that I would give birth on 3/11. 311 is one of my favorite bands and I celebrate 311 Day every year (usually by going to their concert in New Orleans, but this year it was in Las Vegas and I was about to give birth), so having a 311 baby sounded awesome. I do not plan on having another child so this was my one shot! I joked that I would just cross my legs until the eleventh so I could have my 311 baby.

During January, I started having doctor’s appointments every other week to every week. And as the weeks went on, my blood pressure started getting higher and higher. I started monitoring it at home as well, and I would routinely get readings in the 150s/90s. Although I did not feel bad, my doctor started to worry about it. High blood pressure is the number one sign of preeclampsia and it can be fatal to the mother and the baby. Other risks include seizures, organ damage, HELLP syndrome, and placental abruption. The hospital conducted two non stress tests to make sure everything was okay with the baby (which it was), but my doctor warned me to be prepared to have an early delivery. When I went to my appointment on February 19th, my doctor told me I should come the next day to be admitted to the hospital to prepare to to have my baby. Thanks, blood pressure. So much for my 311 baby!

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Introducing: Nola Nerd Baby – Part 2: Pregnancy

Click here to read part one – conception.

The moment we had been wishing for during the past five and a half years finally came to fruition – we were pregnant! We could honestly not believe it. I kept thinking that the blood test had to be wrong. I wanted to see for myself that I was pregnant. I bought an at-home pregnancy test and managed to wait until the next morning, July 1, to take it, because first pee contains the highest level of pregnancy hormone hCG (human chorionic gonadotropin). Besides, I wanted to see with my own eyes a pregnancy test that was finally positive, after taking so many throughout the years that were negative. My husband and I did a little photo shoot to document this first step in my pregnancy. Goodness knows we love to document our lives and I naturally wanted to start a baby book. (I actually have three! Scrapbooking is definitely a guilty pleasure.)

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