Old Dad. New Dad.
Many years to come...
The First Year Has Come And Gone.
There were other times when this year just seemed to go to darn fast. How can my kid be crawling, clapping, saying words, using a fork, holding a bottle, showing emotions like love and anger, frustration and elation, standing on his own, ready to walk any day? The list goes on and on and on. It seems he learns something new everyday, as do I, as we experience this crazy journey together.
There have been so many emotions. The extreme altitudes of fatherhood never seem to disappoint. I am an emotional guy, I cry, I laugh, I get angry and I see it all in my son. There is something amazing about watching a little person become exactly like you, and something a little bit scary too. There is nothing better than knowing that when I am having a bad day he will come crawling over to me and smile and just want me to hold him for a minute. It may make him feel better, but I can’t explain to anyone how it makes me feel. I guess only other dads would understand, and I would bet they wouldn't be able to explain it either.
In the past year there is almost too much to document so I will just highlight some of the moments that stand out the most.
I could go on an on about this whole first year, what father couldn't? However, I have had no sleep and I am nodding off at the keyboard here so I will spare you all of the rest of my gory details for now.
Perhaps the most important thing I have learned in this past year is that time goes too fast and if you blink you will miss something, like your son eating a piece of plaster. Despite all of the sleep loss and the trials and tribulations I would not change any of it for anything, unless of course he could be born again and I could do it all over….