Well we are at 8 months and our daughter is now growing out of most things that we have relied on for her whole life. Hehe whole life, things like the “Rock and Play” the “Bumbo” My wife stopped breast feeding so that $300 Medela travel pump could go. How about the 4Moms Momma Roo? It was totally awesome but wow that was fast. She got to use it for 6 months and it’s still like new. So now what?
My buddy just called and told me his family was growing by one and couldn’t help feeling really excited for him. “Congratulations’ Bro you’re an animal” So do we want to have another baby? Or can I sell this stuff on E-Bay and reclaim parts of my house that resemble a reality show called The Baby Clutter Freaks. Did I mentation that when the conversation begins to lean towards not having another baby I am faced with winning the booby prize of a vasectomy. Now I know everyone says it’s the equivalent of drive through surgery. But in the words of Tony Soprano “why do you want to mess with god’s creation down there”? To be honest God has nothing to do with it just a pure natural fear of knives cutting my balls that’s all. So as you can see there is a much larger question and why do all decisions now that we are parents seem so serious? I went from wanting to sell the Mamma Roo to spending the better part of my weekend sitting on frozen peas with no hopes of procreating again. So I guess it’s something to consider.
I have updated my E Bay account taken some sweet pics and now nothing… Why am I hanging on to this? Have any of you had the experience of turning into a blubbering fool while watching some commercial featuring a father and child. In the past I have written that having a daughter has softened me for sure. Frankly it was long over do so I am not complaining, but as my blog name suggests it is has been and still continues to be an “adjustment” I welcome any advice from those who have gone through this and are now on the other side. Please just keep mind when it comes to children I’ve become a six foot three two hundred and 40 lb. marshmallow. Thanks for stopping by and HAVE FUN!!
Greetings Team Daddy, I hope the warmth of summer has filled your mind with innocent memories of the good old days when you were small the world was big and during this time in July summer seemed like it could last forever. Remember when the only thing you thought about at the end of the day was how to do it all over again only better? Or spending a few hours on a steamy summer morning picking wild black raspberries, then selling them on the side of the road. Or perhaps that feeling of wonder by investigating if one could actually get full by way of licking honey suckle in the golden afternoon light. I myself get taken back to my youth every morning I step outside and feel the humidity and smell the air. I always say the same thing in my mind. ”it’s going to be a scaucher!”
I guess it’s easy to be nostalgic when you’re a parent. We naturally want to provide a space where our children can experience the magic of life and wonder of nature. We long for a simple time. I am getting a little concerned that simplicity has been drowned out by the ever present wave of technology in most homes across America our home included. Let’s face it, I had all these adventures outside. During a time when TV consisted of 3 stations one of which came in fuzzy. A time when the only thing on TV in the day time was soap operas. Now at our home we have over 500 channels as well as movies galore. Trying to find something to watch can resemble looking for a gift at Wal-Mart. Half way through your exhausted and have found nothing. Back in the day when damning up steams to make a swimming hole with your friends at night somehow we ALL found something to watch or read at night.
Which brings me to another point. I read a great piece Sunday in our local paper on the recent passing of actors like Andy Griffith. Then the other day Ernest Borgnine passed. The writer made a case that I have been thinking about for days now. When we grow up having 3 stations meant everyone who was up watched Johnny Carson. Didn’t matter what side of the isle or which side of town we all watched Johnny late night. It gave us all a place of common ground the next day. I guess you could say TV brought us together back then as a family and a community. Now with all the choices everyone has their own show to watch. These shows express the opinion you want to hear. So in my mind now TV has pulled us apart. We no longer have to watch-listen to anyone who doesn’t share our-your opinion. As a result we are less empathic to others and less connected as a global village.
So why not turn off the glowing orb or at least one of them today and enjoy some simple pleasures with your family. You will be thankful you did. I wish I did but I turned on VH1 the other day and saw Totally 80s. There was Kenny Loggins perferming “I’m all right “. He was in a bold outfit complete with red pleated no ass pants a white belt and white shoes. As he kicked speakers with his Capizio’s I couldn’t help but think…Thank goodness I survived the 80’s. Lucky I was outside having FUN! Thanks for stopping by.
The Daddy Adjustment