Monthly Archives: November, 2006

Thoughts of The Urban Daddy for the last week of November 2006.


It’s November 30th and the temperature in Toronto is a balmy 15C, or like 45F. It should be 0.  Not that I’m complaining but can you say “global warming”?!?

I want to run for Provincial Politics one day? Or do I? Maybe I should start municipally?  I started up a residents organization for the 5500 residents in my community and were delivered flyers to each and every resident.  It was exciting, great exercise and a great way to meet people in the community.  I have also arranged a fundraiser for our new city councilor, Karen Stintz.  She’s young, involved and looks to be a great councillor.  One day she will run for Mayor!

I have always wanted to yell, “you can’t handle the truth”. Oops… Different dream. Problem is… City councillors make around $95K a year, while MPP’s (provincial government) make like $80K. Who can live on $80K in the City of Toronto??? Geez.

My Toronto Raptors are 5-10 on the season but are still 1 game out of first place… Love it!

News yesterday indicated that wrestling star, “Rowdy” Roddy Piper has cancer. My thoughts are with you!

My friend, and Uber-talented Jazz musician, Dr. Andrew Jacob Scott (go buy his CD’s!!!), is playing a gig this week that will see him rubbing shoulders with Hockey legends Steve Yzerman, Igor Larionov and Paul Coffey to name a few.  He asked me to find some hockey cards to get signed and I found them today – I have over a couple hundred thousand cards and need to find a buyer for the commons and lesser none players not in sets. Problem is… The industry sucks and when collecting sets as a kid, I never imagined that I would have 2 boys to pass them along to. Good thing I have 2 Gretzky rookie cards, eh?

Today my boy looked at the cover of the Hockey News magazine and after a little prompting said, “Modano, Sakic” for the 2 players on the cover. Ahhhh. Brought tears to my eyes.

Look Ma, I’ve got Spam. Now I’m special!


I got a spam email today from the “World”.

Now I know I’m somebody important!

Look Mom, I’ve finally made it!

(because the world don’t just email anyone!)

Will the Urban Daddy ever find time to post again? Yeah.


It was a long time between posts for me.  Sorry everyone.

I can’t believe baby Stewie is 7 1/2 weeks old, and already he is almost 25 inches long and closing in on 12 or 13 pounds. That qualifies him as a big boy.  Urban Mummy and I actually refer to him as the weed because like a weed, he’s growing like crazy.

The main problem with child #2 is that this one does not sleep very well at all.  It figures since Linus has returned to his great sleeping 7:30pm to 7:30am, and with every passing day that he sleeps like this, he allows us to recharge our batteries.  Linus, you see used to sleep very well until UM fell pregnant, and I think Linus knew something was going on and wanted to spend more time with us and that mean less sleeping.  It’s been tough, as all you parents know, when a newborn is up every 2-3 hours that there is little time to rest as a parent, let alone looking after another child who is almost 2-year-old.

Thank you to everyone who has posted positive comments to help us cope with the lack of sleep and we appreciate you all for thinking of us and passing on your hints, tips and techniques. Parents need advice and support and those who turn their cheek and ignore often need it down the road.  So thank you.

As for me…

For the first time in just over 7 months – after physiotherapy, chiropractor, massage, exercise, rest, ice, heat, drugs, no drugs … I have temporary relief from the pain in my periformus. I can actually get out of the bed in one motion, no pain. I can begin to remember what life was like when I could bend over and do up my shoes, or put on my socks. It’s like I was re-born (but not in the religious way). I have been all smiles and chuckles again. Ahhh, it feels good.  I’m not sure if it’s permanent or temporary, but it’s nice to not be in constant nagging pain.

But what is the miracle that has led me to feel this way???

Turmeric.

Yup.

Turmeric.

Turmeric plant found in Dakshina Kannada distr...

Turmeric plant found in Dakshina Kannada district of India. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Like Buckley’s mixture, it tastes awful, but it works.I asked our naturopath what I could take and without hesitation she said turmeric would help as a natural anti-inflammatory, and to also use another natural remedy, traumeel (which I’m not so good at applying). 2 tsp of turmeric in a glass of water and down the hatch.  I need to follow it with a chaser of juice, just as she recommended, and while I didn’t understand it at first, I get it now.  Ugh.

So for almost a week now, I’ve been drinking turmeric 2 times a day and feeling WAY better. All my muscles feel tight, and I’d rather feel tight than feel pain, that’s for sure. As a matter of fact, I just googled turmeric and found it’s many benefits including fighting heart issues, stroke, cancer, MS, inflammation, infection, and the list goes on.

I have my glass, I’m going to have a drink, then lay down stretch some more, add some push-ups, sit-ups and see where we go from here.

Nite all.  Hopefully we’ll get some sleep tonight.  Here’s hoping for more than 3 hours.

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Will he ever sleep again…


Friday night the Happy Boy decided that he wanted to part of his crib and he wanted t isleep in his big boy bed in the next room. Not a problem, if not for the fact that we were hoping he would want to sleep in his big boy bed when the baby was 3 months old, and the Happy Boy just over 2 years old.

So he goes into the bed, smile on his face after screaming blue murder in room almost to the point of throwing up, and he hops into his bed and lays there for not even 5 minutes before he decides he really wants Mummy’s bed. He wails and wails while we try to get him in either his crib or his big boy bed. This goes on for hours. Nothing works. Will not go into his crib and will not say in his big boy room. We finally let him into our bed where playtime begins. He plays, “what’s dat” with everything he sees and whines and cries until the baby wakes up. We try to put him back into his room and he wails.

OY.

So I lay down with him in his big boy bed and around 3am he falls asleep, only to wake at 6. Instead of falling to sleep he plays, “Daddy out, want Mummy”, and after kicking me everywhere, including the face, says; “no kicking”. He sings, cries and whines. It should not be like this, or should it??

This behaviour goes on for 3 days… until tonight.

The poor boy has a cold. Runny nose, coughing, very tired and cranky. Had a 2 1/2 hour nap this afternoon and woke up miserable. So we put him to bed, gave him some tempra, and actually let him cry, and cry he did. It was heartbreaking, but he cried / whined for 40 minutes before dozing off to a much needed sleep. He called for Daddy, for Mummy, and for his Nanny. He wanted Mummy’s bed and his big boy bed. He wanted out!

But he finally calmed down and is now sleeping, but for how long?

Why is he afraid of his room?

What can we do to get him to sleep… anywhere.

Where did we go wrong?

From a very early age, between 3-6 months, this boy began the 7:30-7:30 sleeping schedule. He only leaves this schedule for sickness, but this time was different. Poor kid.

Any thoughts from those of you who had successfully, or not yet successfully transitioned your kids from crib to big boy/girl bed?

I’m dreading tomorrow night already.

Today’s Thoughts…


Here are my thoughts today – right now – about some items, like Toronto’s NDP, left-wing, commie-pinko mayor, Tim Horton’s and sports.

Why do I dislike Mayor David Miller so much? Is it because he’s left-wing, or because he is pro-union and has no control of the transit system (TTC), like he should? Or is it because he parachuted in a friend and fellow left-wing NDP’er to run in the riding of our right-wing conservative councillor, Karen Stintz, in hopes of unseating her, to no avail?

The Mayor MUST know that he is the mayor because there were no real candidates running in the election and as a result, we are stuck with him for four more years unless after giving the keys of the city to the unions and raising taxes for the wealthy, he gives up and quits… That may happen. All in all, I hope he makes Toronto proud, but I doubt it.

Why does my son always say, “Large Double Double” everywhere except at Tim Hortons where it matters? I take him there and he says nothing. He gets a goofy smile on his face, shuts his mouth and plays shy. Then I take him outside and all I hear is “large double double, large double double…”

He are some sports teams that make me smile today: The New York Knicks, Philadelphia Flyers, and Boston Bruins. All these teams suck and that makes me happy.

Take for example the Flyers today. The made a trade for noted pugelist, and goon, Todd Fedoruk. Anyone tell the awful Flyers that they need goaltending not a goon. Dumb, dumb, dumb. I also like to watch the Ottawa Senators go down in flames. LOL.

Stupid athlete of the day: JD Drew, Baseball player. Held out from playing for his original team saying that he was going to hit .400 and was going to be the greatest player in baseball history, but in reality, he aint that great. He has had one good season to date. Hey JD… I snicker everytime I see your stats. Superstar that you are… NOT. You are really not that good. Eat some humble pie.

Mike Tyson is actually quite smart… Well he said so. So it must be true.

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