So the news just broke that Tim Duncan and his wife have filed for divorce (although the story hasn't been confirmed yet). There are a lot of reason why this story bothers me, aside from the fact that the Spurs are so close to making the NBA Finals.
First off, Tim Duncan has been the face of the Spurs since the departure of David Robinson. Those were big shoes (literally and figuratively) for him to fill. Mr. Robinson has done so much for San Antonio and continues to be a big influence in our community. So it feels like Timmy has been expected to live up to that. While I think he has done his part, he has remained more private than I thought he would. You don't see him in tabloids or anything like that. In fact, the only controversy he's had was that infamous picture of him holding a shotgun to "Joey Crawford" at a Halloween party. Other than that, he's been a saint. And I think that would lead the fans to believe that Tim Duncan has the perfect life, the perfect marriage. And now that it seems like his marriage is in jeopardy, it's just a big disappointment.
Tony Parker and Eva Longoria divorcing wasn't as big of a deal as this. They were in tabloids here and there (more so her than him). They were apart a lot due to their work schedules and both were rising in fame at the time. Tony was becoming an icon in his home country of France and Eva had "Desperate Housewives". While you can blame their divorce on Tony's infidelity, they still lived the Hollywood lifestyle and we don't expect Hollywood marriages to actually last. So it wasn't that big of a shock when they filed for divorced. But Tim Duncan getting divorced, that just doesn't sit right with me.
Having been born and raised in San Antonio, my love for the Spurs is deep rooted. Even though Marcelo was born passed his due date, I was psyched that he was gonna be born on Tim Duncan's birthday. We were even put in room 21! However, due to doctor wanting Hope to have a vaginal birth, they delayed the c-section until after midnight. So unfortunately, Marcelo wasn't born on April 25. But I feel like he has a lot of similar traits as Timmy. He's super calm and chill like Tim. He handles his business (eating and pooping) like Tim handles his business (playing basketball). He's quite simply a Champ, like Tim. So I have some personal attachment to Tim Duncan and I just hate to see someone of his stature go through something like this.
And finally, there's always the "If Tim Duncan gets divorced, then anyone can get divorced" thought. I mean, he's accomplished so much. He should be happy and should have his family right there with him. I have achieved some accomplishments in life, but nothing as grand as being a multiple NBA Champion and MVP. While I know I can't compare my life exactly to his, I still wonder what's gonna keep Hope from leaving me (aside from cheating). It's just one of things that really hits home.
Despite the news, I still have faith that everything will work out for Tim. Both on and off the court. Go Spurs Go!
Growing up I knew I was a very fortunate child to have both of my parents raise. Not only that, but my parents have to be the best parents EVER! My house was the house to be at and everyone knew it. My friends would say they loved coming over because my mother would always have snacks for everyone to eat. Also, my dad is an entertaining guy who was always willing to take us places to do fun stuff. So I knew that they would be really great grandparents, but I didn't expect them to be this great!
Yesterday Hope was in a lot of pain due to her body trying to return it's pre-baby form. She stayed in bed all day and couldn't really do much. So my parents came over and made us a really healthy and delicious dinner. They helped take care of Marcelo and also helped clean up the apartment a bit. They are just absolutely in love with their first grandchild and are willing to do anything for him. In fact, if my dad gets a hold of Marcelo, don't expect to get him back anytime soon. He always refuses to give him up. I imagine that's how he was when I was an infant.
I can't wait til Marcelo is older. I'm eager to see his personality, to teach him things, and show him the world. But what I'm even more excited about is letting him experience his grandparents. I loved seeing my grandparents when I was growing up. And I know he's going to enjoying spending time and being spoiled by my parents. After all, he does have the BEST GRANDPARENTS EVER!
On Friday morning we were able to bring Marcelo home! Hope and I were so happy we finally had our baby boy all to ourselves. We started figuring out our routine with feeding and changing him. He did pee all over the mirror in the restroom, only the second time he's peed while changing his diaper. My mom came over to help us out a bit since I had to work an event that evening. When I got home, Hope had made dinner. It was chicken thighs with potatoes and veggies. Despite it tasting so good, I think it made me sick. I woke up Saturday morning not feeling too good. I thought I was just tired and could shrug it off, but I was wrong!
I ended going to work and started feeling worse and worse as the day progressed. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal, but we had family come in from out of town and everyone was coming over to spend time with Marcelo that night. Needless to say, when I got home I was almost in tears because the pain was so intense! I took some medicine and went to sleep. However, I didn't get to sleep too long before everyone started showing up. My Uncle George is pretty loud, add in some good friends of the family, and I just wasn't going to get to sleep through it. So I ended up going out to the living room to spend time with everyone. That only lasted a couple of hours before I had to go back to bed. I was happy that everyone got to spend time with Marcelo, but was kinda sad I didn't get to enjoy all of the fun and delicious food.
Sunday I woke up feeling a lot better and got to enjoy my day with Hope and Marcelo. Craziest part of the day was when we were changing him. He was trying to wake up from a nap and Hope insisted we change his diaper. As we were changing him, he started to fully wake up. Once he did, he let out a big grunt and squirted poop across the bathroom and hit the shower curtain. While it was kinda gross, I was really impressed with the distance he got. All I can say, is that I have one healthy baby boy!