Oh yes, the realization is just starting to hit me - 2-3 weeks more, and the unnamed, sexless bump in my wife's belly will emerge into this great blue world.
We've got the change table set up in our room, thanks to mom and dad. It shelves diapers that will cradle the smallest bum on earth. Last night, Lisa and I received a big bag of new clothes for the baby from my wonderful aunts! Seeing the tiny sleepers, slippers, blankets, suddenly brought me to my awakening.
I'll be a daddy to someone in less than a month.
Holy crap!
I'm just getting used to having an independently-minded 4 1/2 year old. Now I'll be going back in time, a time where there's constant poop and pee, feedings, sleepless nights, crying, worry and stress, needles, more worry. And that's just the first 3 months!
What have I gotten myself into?
I know it's too late, but perhaps I should have thought this through?
Ah, then I remember - I did think it through.
I thought about the poop and pee and the Diaper Genie, how when you change the bags, it looks like link-sausage, except it's filled with dirty diapers, not pork and by-products. I thought about how to wrap the little peanut the way the hospital shows you, the blanket cocooning all the warmth and protection that a womb offers. I thought about the way your baby stares into your eyes - not through them like your spouse does when you talk about hockey - but really LOOKS at you. I thought about gurgling noises, innocent farts that should never come out of anything so small, and those first toothless grins. I thought about the smile that brightens the dimmest day, the arms that instantly reach up for you when you enter a room, the belly zerberts that solicit endless laughter, and Baby Einstein videos.
For all that I am afraid and nervous of, it is equally matched by enthusiasm and happiness. I am glad that this experience is different from the last. There is going to be a little boy or girl that will be joining the human race in a very short time. I am going experience with my wife one of the most exciting and monumental events we've ever had together, one more time. I am going to witness an independently-minded 4 1/2 year old become a big brother! I'm going to see people in my life whom I love very much welcome the newest addition to our growing family.
Wow kid, that's a lot to live up to .
But that's okay, because I'm ready, Lisa's ready, Aiden's ready. Haven't met you yet, but I love you with all my heart, and I can't wait to hold you. See you soon, little bean.
4 comments:
So beautifully said. You have a wonderful way with words that always make me laugh out loud or bawl like a baby...you did both with this entry. On a side not....Holy crap!! 2-3 weeks???!!!!
So sweet...little bean. Can't wait to be Auntie Chantale AGAIN!!!!
Oh wow. So glad it's you and not me.
But seriously, congratulations guys!!! It is wonderful, beautiful, fulfilling. Even with all the crap that goes along with it, you wouldn't change it for the world, would you?
SEnding love and best wishes, and I want a call from the delivery room!!!
xoxo
Aunty Gilly bean
Reading this is making me want a kid too and experience all of what a child can bring you!
Good luck to you both!
Johanne Lacombe
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