After our Amsterdam and Antwerp trip where your mother and I had our latest dust up over how I’m turning into my own dad. It wasn’t the first time I’ve heard that message and I’m even aware when I sometimes behave that way. But something about this particular time was different…something clicked…or maybe only because it’s fresh (hopefully not!).
I’ve been on a two-week detox from computer games (not that I’m quitting), and I don’t miss it as much as anyone probably thought; I’ve been more successful with that than me trying to detox from coffee. But beyond that, I just feel more at ease about life as it is, which as a parent means some sacrifices. I suppose some would call this acceptance of your situation. I don’t feel like I’m trying to rush you to your nanny or rush you to bed so I can go do something else. Nor do I start the day thinking “OMG what are we going to do and how are we going to keep you occupied?” I used to be scared of sleeping with you alone because I wouldn’t know whether I would be able to get a good night’s rest or whether I would be able to do whatever I want to do for as long as I wanted to do it. If anything, I’m appreciating the times and moments I have with you even more.
You’re really developing into an interesting character with your own quirks and jokes. I know as soon as I think about blinking, it’ll all be gone.