Hi everybody! We’ve been hiding and being homebodies. Not too much has been going on except being babies. Did you know that being a baby is one hell of a job? We have to sleep (some), and we HAVE to eat, can’t forget about that. Oh, and we cry. We cry and we cry. We can sleep for about 20 minutes and maybe even a whole half hour during the day! Then we wake up and all we want to do is hang on your shoulder and have you pat her back until the tendons in your wrists are on fire. Seriously. I’m not kidding. Believe me. The lucky part for Dad is I’m at work so you know what that means…my poor wife is dealing with this.
What does that mean to dear old Dad? He feels terrible for her. He does what he can when he gets home but Dad wasn’t much of a baby guy beforehand so it’s hard for him. He (ok, me) is trying but I just get lost at times like it’s a big vacuum. What worked to calm her last night doesn’t work tonight. The big thing there as well is “when I get home from work” has been later and later recently or there might be something else comes up on the way from work and I get home late and not there for very long to help. After hours I’ve been trying to do what I can to maybe straighten up or put things away.
I don’t have a whole lots else to say but this is a hell of a change. I love my wife. She is one hell of a woman. I couldn’t be half the person she is.
I’ll have more snapshots coming in the next day or few.
Love ya’ll.
Dad