Wednesday, May 11, 2022

Introducing Mi Pepeton

 Greetings fans,

Checking in to update you all once again on what is going on in the always interesting life of John Duran. 

It is the year 2022 now and we have moved past the worst part of the pandemic. At least I hope so. I'm about to complete my first full year of teaching in a classroom. I'm about to clear my credential. My babies are killers in Muay-Thai and jiu-jitsu and recently began wrestling, I've put on a couple LBs and I'm more exhausted than ever.

Why am I exhausted? Is it because I'm working long hours at a hotel once again over night while also teaching six classes during the day? Nope. It is because of one person and one person only. He destroys everything in his path. He will nap during the day and when I get ready to close my eyes to join him in a siesta he quickly wakes up and says "fuck you and your disire to catch Zs. I'm awake and need attention." He's cute in the face and thick in the thighs. He will destroy a diaper with one good push. He is none other than Julian Jose Duran Escalera aka Pepeton aka Calixto.


Pepeton exited his mother's womb on October 17, 2021 early in the morning. He came two weeks early and was tiny. The first two weeks were tough because he lost a good percentage of his weight and we were worried he was sick.

Yeah....we were wrong.

This dude is a freaking man baby who eats so much that he wears pijamas for kids who are 18 months. This fool isn't even seven months old yet! He apparently doesn't believe in napping during the day. He also doesn't care if you put on your best shirt to go to work or to go out. He will throw up on it and laugh about it, then get upset because you aren't carrying his big ass around the house.

Despite my complaints, he does bring me joy. For those who don't know, I wasn't too present in my other kids' lives early on because they lived in the Motherland while I worked in SD. So it has been fun getting to see mi Pepeton everyday. But this dude is a handful! I don't know if I pissed him off while he was in the womb or something but physically and mentally, I've never been more exhausted in my life. How is it possible that something so tiny can kick my ass this bad? It's not fair. Damn babies are ruthless.

As always, I promise to write more often, and this time I will keep that promise. A friend reminded me today how therapeutic it is so I told him I'm going to be more consistent.

So make sure to check back frequently because a lot has happened the past two years and I plan on documenting that as well the adventures that lie ahead.

Take care everyone. And never forget: Black Lives Matter. Fuck ICE. No human being is illegal. Love is love.

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