This morning I jogged two miles. It was my first time out in months and first time exercising since becoming a dad. Now that we’re almost six weeks into parenthood it feels like we can begin to do a few more things other than feed ourselves, go to work, and keep up with chores. Feels good. Feels sustainable. ∞
Dad On His FeetI'll be a new father in August. The clock already started.
If you’re looking for a bizarre sci-fi western, check out Stingray Sam. This great lullaby is from the movie.
She’s finally asleep. Tonight’s been a lot of crying. Now, Stella’s asleep in this little thing. R is asleep. I’m the only one awake. Listening to the rain beat down on the roof.
Last night this little girl did not want to go to sleep.
- First bath.
- First nail trim.
- First lick by the dog.
- First visit to Hendrix.
- First hug by grandparents.
- First visit to the pediatrician.
- First day alone with Mom.
I’m sure there are many other firsts, but these are a few that were on my mind. Everything is new.
I surrender…to sleep.
One thing I was unprepared for in fatherhood is all the trips up and down the stairs. Going to set up a downstairs diaper changing area. ∞