Holy crap, I’ve got a kid.

18 03 2009

Yeah, so my life has dramatically changed since the last time I posted. It’s funny looking back at some of your old blogs… you tend to discover that the things you really cared about at the time are so far from your radar now that it makes you laugh. Yep, that’s me. Reference my previous post and you’ll see what I mean, LOL. Free On-Demand TV via the Internet? We’re just lucky if we can watch a 30 minute show these days…

So now we’ve got a little boy, he’s 6 weeks old already too, hard to believe! He was born February 3rd and has been a welcome addition to our once mundane lives. Not going to lie, those late night feedings are not easy, and those times where all he wants to do is rear his head back and wail are not fun either, but I wouldn’t trade my new life in for anything else in the world. I absolutely love being a dad. I don’t mind the poopy diapers or the spit-up, or even those times (i.e. last night) where you look over at your kid and narrowly avoid taking a stream of pee to the face… it’s all good and I’m enjoying it tremendously.

I know I’ve fallen into the stereotypical, first time parent role… you know – waking up in the middle of the night just to make sure he’s still breathing, freaking out if his paci hits the floor or if the dogs get too close to him… and thinking that everything he does, every movement he makes is magical. But I’m good with that too. I’d rather look back at this time and laugh at how overly protective or silly we were instead of looking back 10-20 years from now filled with regrets. I know at this stage in his life, all I can really do is hold him to make him happy… and it’s not possible to do that too much!

Landon & Me





Stuck in a time warp.

28 09 2008

Ok, so I can’t wait to be a dad… I keep counting down the days and months in my head. While some guys kind of dread the interruption of their routines, I welcome it with open arms. Not that I don’t enjoy my carefree evenings of just plopping down after work and watching TV or just hanging out with Carrie doing whatever we feel like doing, whenever we feel like doing it – I enjoy all those things very much. But I’m ready for the drastic change that’s about to take place. And yes, I know it’s going to be a drastic change… the rude awakenings at 3 in the morning, the endless stream of poopy diapers, the spit up, the throw up, the smell.

While I’m not at all looking forward to those things, I can’t wait to hold my little guy in my arms for the first time and see the little miracle God’s given us. In a weird way, I think when that happens for the first time, I’ll finally understand God’s love for me as His child, and I can’t wait for that moment either. Maybe some things will just start to click for me like they never have before, I don’t know.

It’s seemed like forever ago since we found out Carrie was pregnant, and I know for Carrie, it feels like she’s been pregnant forever too. I keep thinking ahead to February 2nd and then realize it’s only the end of September. Kinda feel like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day, doing the same thing day after day after day. I know little Landon will be here before we know it, but it sure feels like an eternity away at this point. If you’ve read my Bio, then you know I’m not a patient person… at all, ever. But at the same time, I know if there was ever anything worth waiting for, this is it.

126 days and counting…