I’m not going to say too much about the year in which my kid was incubated, birthed and is now a four month old, but I will say this:
I like to think we came in pretty well prepared. Â Our decision to have a baby was indeed a decision, and we were well aware that it would profoundly change our lives. Â To what extent, I’ll echo a billion parents and just say we weren’t really aware. Â Watching a child grow from practically nothing to a fully formed human being was the great experience of my life. Â Watching my wife tackle the physical and mental labors that come with it made me see her and love her in ways I couldn’t have dreamed.
We’re incredibly fortunate to have a little healthy baby to share our lives with and to try to raise the best we can. Â After dealing with cancer I was never really sure I’d even be able to have a child, yet here we are. Â Miracles do happen.
I’ve mentioned to friends that where we used to scoff at parents who talked about their children incessantly, posting tweets and Facebook status updates and blogs and pictures all the time, but now we realize how hard it is not to. Â To everyone else, your child is just another child. Â One of billions and one growing up in our spoiled, consumption driven society at that. Â But this child is the focus of my entire life. Â We are now caretakers of our child first and foremost, individual adults coming in a far second. Â I wouldn’t have it any other way, and I will try to censor myself from talking too much about the kid, but how can I avoid talking about my life?Â I can’t, and ultimately won’t.
So now the three of us are on an entirely new journey, it has already proven difficult and I’m sure in many ways the hardest parts are on their way, but I can not wait to see what kind of child Max will become, and I can’t wait to help him get there.