Naptime is not unlike a tropical oasis in the middle of the desert that is stay at home parenting. It’s glorious. It’s during these two blessed hours that I can finally take a shower, put my feet up, and relax.
So a few days ago, when I heard Audrey’s voice cry out, “DADDY!” shortly after being put down for a nap, I pretended not to hear it. My feet were already up, you see, and relaxation was well underway. “DAAAAAADDY!!!” she yelled once more, followed by another, and another, and another. I tried to get her to rest three more times that day, but each failed in spectacular fashion. She just wasn’t going to sleep.
I quickly came to realize that I was to blame for her lack of sleepiness. Audrey had been too sedentary that morning. I hadn’t done enough to burn off some of her baby steam. Armed with this knowledge I took steps to make up for lost time. Five steps to be exact, most of which fall squarely under the categories of “Strange” and “You Sure You Want to Share This with the World?”
Intrigued? I bet you are. Let’s go see what stupid things I did.
Today I found out that I am going to have a boy. I had known I was going to have a second child for months, of course, but today we bypassed any notion of waiting until July for the surprise of it all. We just wanted to find out. And it’s going to be a boy.
Earlier this week I touched upon the positives of being out of work and raising a 2-year-old. Now it’s time for the negatives. So, if you will, please follow me on a trip toward the Dark Side.
Let’s get started.
Every time I run into someone aware of my no-longer-employed status I get a comment about how wonderful it must be not having to go to work. “Wow, it must be so great to spend so much time with your daughter.” “You’ll never get these days back so enjoy them!” “I wish I could do that.” That last line is a common one too. It speaks to a certain amount of jealousy on many peoples’ parts. This frankly amazes me. I’ve never once looked at my current situation and felt in any way special or lucky. The truth is, being a stay at home dad has as many ups as it has downs. And while I’ll be happy to share the downside in a future post…
Today it’s all about the positives.
This is Ike. And no, he didn’t go to Harvard.
Ike has always been two things: a loving companion and a total pain in the ass. Luckily for me, now that I am home all the time watching my daughter I get to experience both halves of this ever-present companion of mine.
Including his jealousy toward Audrey.
I’ve never been to a tea party. Oh sure, I’ve seen them on TV and in movies, but I’ve never once been invited to one. That’s not to say I’ve been chomping at the bit for 36 years waiting by the telephone for someone to call and offer me a spot of tea, but when my daughter invited me to her tea party yesterday it hit me. You’ve finally made it! I thought. You’re going to a tea party.