Like I wrote in the last post, things do change. After five weeks of living it, here are my observations.
• You are more, and less, patient than you ever thought you could be. For example, you can change a diaper in a sleepy stupor while a baby squirms and screams at you. Or, you lose your cool and ask, expecting a reply, why the baby doesn’t realize you have to get up and work in the morning.
• You think about money, a lot. At least I do. Since Emerson was born, I’ve started taking my lunch to work. In my mind, I’m saving at least $100 a month that I can spend on her or her future. After a meal at our favorite sushi restaurant last night, Coury and I both remarked on how much money we just spent on one meal. Skipping that meal could go towards the college fund (that we are not going to tell our daughter about, so she’ll work hard to get some scholarships!).
• You realize how little sleep you need to function. Yep, I figured I would be tired. After a while though, it just seems normal to be this tired. I think one day I’ll look back and realize how tired I really am. The best part is that you just keep going, like a functioning zombie.
• Everything else falls away. My yard could be three feet tall, but it wouldn’t matter if my daughter needed me. The yard has gotten unruly a few times lately, and the house isn’t something you would see in a magazine, but my priority is being cared for.
• No matter where you are, you’d rather be hanging out with baby. I could be winning the Super Bowl and I’d rather be at home with baby. It’s amazing that people maintain their lives after having a child. Who wouldn’t want to be at home with such a cutie pie? The reality of providing for your family is a strong motivation, as well.
That’s all I’ve got right now. I’ve had several topics in mind in the last five weeks that have been forgotten, but I’m sure they’ll come to me.
