In high demand

The Bwun has had a rough couple weeks. After two emergency room trips and adjusting to life with jr, he caught a stomach bug from his cousins and spent most of this morning throwing up. It was miserable for all of us. He woke up crying around 6:30 and barfed almost every hour until early afternoon…which meant all of us were tired, and tired of the Bwun being sick. I’m sure he had it worst.

With any luck, tomorrow will be better. The Bwun took a long nap this afternoon and then asked to go to bed just before 9pm (why doesn’t he always ask nicely to go to bed? I wish!). He seems to be feeling a little better, just really tired and REALLY not interested in having me pay any attention to jr. Sorry, bud, she has to eat. And my lap is only so big.

I do like feeling popular, but I’d rather be in high demand by healthy kids instead of sick ones!

(That doesn’t mean I want you to send your healthy kids over to ask me for attention. They’d just get sick. And I’d be grouchy. So, don’t.)


Paterfamilias

Sometimes, we do things that don’t make sense; becoming a parent falls squarely in that category.  Financially, it is probably the worst thing you can do (except that tax credit, right? right?).  You spend money on clothes, diapers, education, diapers, toys, extra food, diapers and hundreds of other things that you would never have to buy otherwise.  It limits where you can go, what you can do, and how you spend your time.  It certainly isn’t sanitary.

That being said, becoming a father is the best thing that has ever happened to me.  Now, I will be the first to admit that I would have been happy with waiting a bit longer to have kids.  It was something I wanted to do, but there were other things I wanted to do first.  I wanted to travel abroad with Roni.  I wanted to be able to finish school, and get settled.  I was convinced that there wouldn’t be any way to make ends meet.  However, knowing what I know now, I wouldn’t trade being a dad now for any of those things.

There is something about seeing the Bwun or Jr. for the first time that just filled me with a love that made me want to protect and look after them at any cost.  It is the greatest thing to see the Bwun return that love to me.  I love that when I come home from classes, he calls out “Pa!” right when I open the door (no matter what room he is in).  I love that when I leave, he begins to frantically search for his shoes so he can come too. I love that he will run up to me just to give me a hug.  I love that I can say “where’s my smooch??” and he will come over and give me a kiss on the cheek.  I love that I can tell him that he’s my guy, and he said “yeah. guys.”

Best kids ever? I think so.

Being a parent this past 1 year 8 months and 17 days has taught me more about life than any of those other experiences could have.  Yes, it means we can’t go out whenever we want. Yes, it is pretty much the reason that for 2 years we haven’t seen a movie in the theater.  But I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

tl;dr- being a parent is the best!


The Kids Your Kids Could Be Like

Hello readers.  Look at your kids.  Now look at mine.

Now look at yours, now back to mine.  Sadly, your kids are not like mine.  Look down, now up, she’s wearing a bow.

Close your eyes, now open them.  Now they’re doing that thing you like.  Look again, they’re adorable.

Turn around. Where are you now?  You’re on the internet, looking at the kids your kids could be like.  Look again, the baby is quiet because she’s got a pacifier. Scroll up, then down  the pacifier is now DIAMONDS!!

Anything is possible when your kids are adorable.  I’m on a blog.

Inspired by this video.