As promised, now for something completely different: life as a new father.
I sit and hold the baby Liana in my arms
Resting head on my chest
She’s breathing, her pants, and her eyes swing between sleep and wakefulness
turn, cry, burp stuck
Half an hour of fingers and toes, the process begins again
And once again, she shrieked, pulling at her little body in an attempt to push
Wind
Two hours of this and it’s time to give mom
A difficult night for all three
burp missed
After 24 hours I carry my little girl in the same place
I gave her a little milk tonight
We took the extra time to drink it slowly
She is resting while I write with my thumb
Phone light glows in the dark room
My face lights up the back of her head
Child and dad of the twenty-first century
She makes a strange sound, moving from the palm of my father’s chest
Baby comfort. Comfort for the father.
It can be stressful. non stop.
Cleaning, tidying and working.
No beers with boys. No dinner or a movie with the wife
Dinner time is ruined again
Add tears and screams
Not a lot of fun, often. Do not lie.
Stress management takes on a new dimension.
But those little moments
It deserves all the screams
cliched, yeah
Worth all the screams, tears, and no beer
I write this note over the course of three nights
Through the full range of feelings
Baby in your arms, face leaning against his chest, puffy cheeks, mouth wide open
Difficult moments will pass
Beautiful moments remain
time, don’t go back
Exciting little face rotates from side to side, the baby is awake with his eyes
Wandering
what are you thinking about?
Things are not as new and exciting to me as they were when I was in my twenties
or a teen. or a child.
Imagine what a baby is thinking, not even two months old
A trip to the diaper station is a big problem
The most adorable and often interesting expressions during a nappy change
Then kindergarten. Six minutes of alone time – we’re fine
Thank you.
gravity
There are different types of tears. The ones that just flow, for no reason.
Or because she doesn’t know how to talk
Or she doesn’t even know what she’s thinking. very little. Too helpless.
a trip. education. More attentive day by day.
Every now and then she cries with enough real tears to melt my heart
A helpless little thing in distress. And there isn’t much you can do.
The apartment was clean earlier today
Now a pile of dirty dishes is looming
Clothes are everywhere
Liana’s stuff on the floor
one day. such a mess. There is no space and new admiration for single parents.
Need to make time to rest
It’s best to make the most of it while you can
Before you know it, you’ll be in the next part of the arrangement, catching up on sleep,
back to work
Another day, I rested on my chest as I write this script again
complete peace
Her warm head is tucked under my beard
Relaxing warmth. Its warmth comforts me.
Little breaths cut the silent air of the night
Breath of life. very calm. Very natural. purity.
Simplicity at its best. this moment.
So small and fragile but full of life
Duties loom. Let this little lady go to sleep
Success now, that’s all we can do
Enjoy every moment, even when you can’t
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