Having two babies at home is a lot of work. Not bad work mind you, just a lot. This is the first summer of my working life that I have not had a paid job during the summer. But, it isn't like I sat around all summer (only part of it, Yankees games and all). This two month period has been unreal. Unreal in it's speed, really it's August already, shit, and it's challenges. 3 hours of sleep, bring it the fuck on, crying babies for no apparent reason, old hat son. But also unreal because I have my babies at home. People say the grow up so fast and they really do. It's crazy. Penny and Katie are three months old already. They have doubled in weight and size. They smile at me. They get happy when I sing to them, thanks Ben Harper. They calm down when I pick them up or talk to them. Now all of these things are cliched, I know that. I read about them in the few chapters of the baby books I flipped through. But goddamn. It's honest. It's truly honest work like no other. I love it. Even when I curse as I get out of bed. Even when I am interupted during whatever. I love it. I love them. I see these people on TLC and similar networks saying that they never knew what real love was like until they looked into the eyes of their child. Well, I call bullshit. If you have to convince yourself that you love your kids then you probably did something wrong. I didn't feel any life altering change when I saw my girls. I simply felt right. No flowery speeches or phony tears, just a feeling of right. That may sound pretentious and I don't intend it to be so. If you read this and you said that shit, good for you. Different strokes.
All that being said, I intend to update more frequently. Now that work is starting and I can get on a somewhat regular schedule I can try.
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