I usually head home around 4:30, but I need to blog.
The past 8 weeks is more than an interesting experience. I don’t even know where to begin… Short thoughts that come to mind:
- One smile changes my whole day
- The stock market is more stable than my sleep schedule
- It’s odd at how calm one gets concerning the handling of fecal matter
- I thought I was busy before
- It definitely makes it harder to concentrate on work
- I always go back to the smile thing
It’s so, so mind-boggling. Then again, I’m never one to over think things.
Being a father is so different. I’m not going to make some impassioned speech about it changing my perspective or such, it just adds another layer to my thoughts about the past, present and future.
I was pretty lax about letting the future happen, but I’m feeling more and more like I need to be proactive about my hopes and dreams for my child.
Most are more abstract than specific. I’d love for her to get a well balanced education full of creativity. I’d love for her to see some amazing places when she’s old enough to appreciate them. There are things from my past that I don’t want her to experience, but I also know that sheltering is not necessarily the way to go.
So far I can already say with confidence that I never appreciated what being a parent was.
That’s more than deep enough for me right now. My brain hurts from thinking to hard, work, a lack of sleep, or any combination therein.