by Jeff Doff
I remember thinking, a few months after our daughter was born, “Wow has my life changed!”
In fact, my life had changed almost overnight. Instead of weekend trips to the movie theater to see the latest with my wife, it was more like catch a movie on tv during my daughter’s nap time, if I wasn’t napping myself!
Now we are 11 weeks in with #2, and I see that my life has changed yet again. Just when I was getting used to full nights of sleep, I find myself up in the middle of the night to help settle down baby G.
The funny thing is, I can’t even count the number of people who have told us to savor every moment, because the time goes by so quickly. When my toddler daughter just won’t put on her pajamas or my infant son has just thrown up on me and all over the kitchen floor, time passing quickly doesn’t sound like such a bad thing.
But you know what? It’s pretty hard to think about not having my 11 week son giving me smiles, which he just started doing recently, and instead asking for the car keys which will come soon enough. And hard to think about my 3 year-old daughter not asking me to read her a book while she snuggles on my arm.
Right now, it feels like it’s really about changing my definition of perfect. I want to focus on the precious moments, and to laugh as much as possible at things like the messy state of our kitchen sink (and floor). But not too loudly: nap time is even more precious now, and I don’t want to wake the kids!
What is ONE example of your new definition of perfect, perhaps something precious with your little one that makes it all worth it?