Return of the gobbo…
Soeh, I’m back again. Not that many will have missed my ramblings, but due to different procrastinating reasons, I haven’t placed a post in about 10 months. But enough about that…
I’m a dad! May 19th, my fianc?e gave birth to our lovely little daughter, Freja! As you might imagine, it was the single most important day of my life - suddenly having the weight of parenthood leaving new wrinkles of worry on my face must be the most odd feeling there is.
Being a dad is really confusing - it’s like signing up for a one of those “Do you feel lucky?”-bags, we got when we were kids. I usually ended up with the gooey skeleton and the bouncy balls, but that’s another story all-together. When you find out your fianc?e is pregnant, you’ll go “Yay!”. Then you’ll think a little about it.. then go “Yay!!” with more enthusiasm. Then 9 months later, you’ll be a little worried. Everything has already changed - and not everything for the better. And the only thing you know is that… it will all change again. Then you become a dad - and next thing you know, you’re making plans for the baptism and a wedding while changing a really mad little baby with drool all over her face.
And want to know something? Really? Nah, I’m kidding - it is all worth it. Even after you have closed your tired eyes after a long day of trying to satisfy an insatiable baby, you know that it is all good - everything has changed. Some for the better, some for the worse - but in conclusion, your life has a new dimension that you didn’t even know about.
Suddenly, some things have lost their luster - and other things have become important. Everyone said to enjoy ‘our last days as free people’. Well… I don’t know if we did, but right now I couldn’t care less. All the becoming parents stuff has strained our relationship - I’ll not deny that, but still I think we’re doing fine. We just have to realize that we are still there for each other even when we are trying to put the yellow triangular stick through the square blue hole (read: putting on a body-stocking for dummies).
I’ll let you get back to your coffee now. The family is calling.. okay screaming… okay, somebody either wet their diaper or got stuck in the dryer… Catch you all later.