So, my name is “Hubby” thanks to my wife Judi, deciding to use that as my screen name. I would have settled for something a little cooler like, Dr. Baby Maker or Charlie CEO. I guess “Hubby” works…

It looks like I am officially the first dad to post on our new Baby Daddy Blog. Total brownie points for me! However, my fellow daddy bloggers are gonna give me s#@t the next time we get together for beers.

Now I gotta be honest, at first I was pretty annoyed when I was asked to do this. But for some weird reason, I kinda like the fact that my wife asked me to participate. I am really proud of her and I think this is pretty neat what they are trying to accomplish. It could also be that I am slightly hopeful that I actually contributed to what might one day be a multi-million dollar company allowing me to retire in the next couple years and allowing me to then dedicate my life to 9AM tee times, cocktails on the 19^th hole, and season tickets to the Dolphins, Heat, Marlins and Florida Gators Football. (including Marquis Jet service to every game outside the 305 area code)…It’s nice to dream ain’t it…

Ok, so my wife went out of town for 4 days and left me to baby-sit my 14-month-old, stud muffin of a son, J. Can you actually use the term baby-sit when it’s your own son?  Isn’t that just called fatherhood? We’ll leave that discussion for a future blog.

Now how on earth you women can do this job is beyond me. It wasn’t even the first day, and I was already wishing she was back. By the way, I am currently unemployed and I got plenty of time on my hands. I am actually trying to start my own business, but I had to put on hold all my work the last 4 days to play Mr. Mom.

What did I learn….I don’t even know where to begin. I don’t think I can do this as a full time job. Let me rephrase that, I KNOW I can’t do this as a full time job. How you women do it, only God knows.  You would think I could handle it knowing there was an end to my experience, I mean, how hard could 4 days be? How my wife does it, I don’t even know. I really hope for the sake of all you mothers, it gets easier with time. I really do.

Speaking of time, I had no time for myself. I had no time period. Now, my son had a lot of time, so much time, that I wished time would move faster because there were times that I had nothing left to do with him. I mean, I took him to Home Depot twice…in the same day! I also thought I could take advantage of naptime to do my own stuff. You know, my ultra important life changing stuff, like surfing ESPN.com, pricing out dream cars online, and watching Transformers on HBO for the eleventh hundred time…Yeah that doesn’t work. When they nap, YOU NAP…I should have listened to her on that one. Took me 2 days to figure that one out. Day 3-4, I was sleeping like a baby, right next to the little guy!

Lastly, to all Dads out there, don’t ever, EVER, cut your sons hair when your wife is out of town. AND I really tried to do a good job. I REALLY DID! Mind you, I actually went to a barbershop with him to see how it would go. The little guy’s first time there. Three snips and the eruption started so we mayday-ed right out of the barbershop. So what did the grandfather and I decide to do. Naturally we thought we were gifted barbers so we decided to cut his hair ourselves….

The first thing out of my wife’s mouth after seeing our son was…What did you do? His hair is horrible, he looks like Hitler!

That’s the last time I ever do anything not asked of me.