Mike began blogging in late 2007 on his website, The Newborn Identity, where he chronicled his experiences as a stay-at-home Dad to Maddie. After Madeline passed away, Mike's posts changed to reflect his experiences dealing with grief and loss. Today Mike posts here on The Spohrs Are Multiplying. I've gathered all of Mike's posts here for those who would like to see the Spohr family's journey from another perspective.

A Glimpse Of Maddie

May 2, 2012

I recently watched a news report about how British police were stepping up their efforts to find out what happened to Madeline McCann, the British toddler who vanished without a trace back in 2007. As part of the authorities’ efforts to find her they released an age progressed photo of what she would look like [...]

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Penny Pincher

April 26, 2012

When I was a kid I used to wonder why my Dad never bought himself anything – not tickets to cool concerts, not shiny “man toys” like power tools or golf clubs, not even a boat (which I know he wanted above all else). I just didn’t get it – especially when I spent my [...]

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Toddlers’ Greatest Hits

April 24, 2012

Last week I wrote about Annie’s frustrating misuse of the word “help,” and you all gave me lots of incredible advice… thank you! Unfortunately, even once Annie overcomes her “help” issue she will still be able to drive me nuts because somewhere along the line she picked up what I call “The Toddlers’ Greatest Hits” [...]

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A Cry For Help

April 19, 2012

One of the most amazing parts of parenting is watching your baby go from babbling incoherently to actually communicating. Today, for example, Annie was heading out the door with Heather when she turned around and said, “Daddy. You come too!” When I told her I would be staying behind she said, “No, Daddy. You come [...]

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On The Wings Of A Nightingale

April 17, 2012

Today I ran into a Mexican restaurant to grab a quick lunch while I waited for my car to finish its smog check (it passed! Yay, car!), and as I ate my meal I noticed a table of nurses in hospital scrubs.  As they chatted among themselves I thought about the many nurses Heather and [...]

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Every Night Is Saturday Night

April 12, 2012

Back in my college days there was always one of my friends who got drunk on Saturday night and needed to be taken care of. Oftentimes the unenviable task of babysitting this friend fell on me, and it was exhausting. “No peeing in the street!” “Do NOT punch that officer!” “Dancing on top of a [...]

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