It has been a long time since I sat down to write anything; especially anything resembling a blog. My apologies if these posts are a bit dry as I get back into the swing of things.
Some of you might be aware that my wife and I have been expecting a life changing event. 3 and a half years into our marriage we have just experienced the miracle of life that is childbirth.
Our beautiful daughter will be 11 days old tomorrow morning. For the purpose of this blog she will be known as “Squeaker” I have always had a weird thing about using anyone’s real name on the internet and the name fits her well.
The last ten days have taught me a lot more than I thought possible. I learned first hand why childbirth terrifies so many fathers (and had a scary glimpse into why it is only recently that the father was allowed in the delivery suite.)
I have learned that even after my wife and daughter were in the hospital for a week their first night home was possibly
the single most terrifying night of my life. I have also learned why my mother used to poke me and my little brothers when we slept a little too soundly.
One of the more amusing things I have learned is the source to why so many parents feel the justification of horribly embarrassing their adolescent children. Simply put it’s pay back for the amount of times they were pee’d and poo’d on while attempting to change a diaper (or nappy as my British wife keeps insisting.)
It’s funny really after 42 weeks and 2 days the words that nearly brought a tear to my eye were Just push. If there is any magic in the world it is in that moment, where you go from being a couple to being a family.
I hope you will all join me on this adventure into parenthood. Who knows what other lessons we could learn.
#ClassyWifequote of the day:”Can you believe my top broke under the sheer weight of my breasts?”
I look forward to reading further installments of these. I love these wonderful people. Those two are gonna be great parents to Squeaker, now and for years to come.