Into The East

Abbi and I moved from West 56th Street and Tenth Avenue to East 71st and First this weekend. To most, this would seem a simple, two mile, two zip code, cross-town move. Which would be true. But man, what a difference two zip codes can make. New York neighborhoods are...

The Bump

These days, it takes me about one minute to tell people that Abbi and I are expecting. Take last night for example. I walked out of my office around nine o’clock. The building was nearly empty, so my elevator went express. When the doors opened 29 floors below,...

Keep Breathing

Abbi and I went to our first birthing class the other night, a three-trimesters in three-hours mini-marathon spanning everything from reflexology to relaxin. The class was held at Real Birth, a pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding and new parent community center born...

Nuestra Magnifica Luna Del Bebé A La Casa Colonial

Remember those single-panel “Family Circus” cartoons where illustrator Jeff Keane drew a rambling, dotted line to indicate little Billy’s often-mischievous and always-circuitous routes around his neighborhood? Were Mr. Keane to illustrate Abbi and my...

So This Is The New Year

Well, this is a first. After a quick circuit in the gym (my wife, orthopedist and physical therapist all tell me I need to a) build muscle while b) allowing my body to recover from last year’s two marathons), I went for a short run through the city. It was, not...