Howdy gang,
Sorry
for my absence. I have a solid working theory that The Crimson Plus Sign has
been trying to kill me with how much I have been working lately. A week ago, I
actually got so upset that I almost quit right then and there. I picked up the Ewok
from daycare, came home, my wife got home shortly after and we were just going
to chill on the couch and have dinner. But then I got a phone call from work
asking me to come in. So I gave Da Butt to my wife and hopped in my car and
worked until about 1am. I was just so furious that I might be missing out on
something new that my daughter is doing. It seems that every single day she is
discovering something new, more on that in just a minute. I was just fit to be
tied with how angry I was. I ended up yelling the f-bomb so loud that I scared
the shit out of the Ewok. She had no idea why Dad was so upset, but as it turns
out, babies are extremely sensitive to emotions. So she figured if Dad was
freaking out so bad, that she should too. Not the most helpful in that situation,
but I appreciated her commiserating with me. Anyways... back to the good stuff.
So much
has changed since my last post. I mentioned that she had started rolling from
her back to her stomach. My wife and I were so happy, proud, and excited. But
what we didn’t realize at the time was that her rolling would turn all diaper
changes in to some sort of shit covered rodeo. She just doesn’t lie still any
more. Not that she ever sat patiently anyways, but now it is seriously like
have to hogtie a little calf. And she giggles about it! Like a little shithead.
She is plotting my demise, I am sure of it.
That
remind me, we have been able to get some awesome laughs and giggles now too. I
thought I was getting good ones before, but now I know what real baby giggle
are. She loves raspberries, not the berry but when you blow on her tummy. The
move in my routine that really gets her laughing is when I stick my tongue out
and shake my head. She thinks that that is the funniest damn thing. Man, how
great would it be to be that easily entertained? She has also started to mimic
a little bit now. If I make “ah” or “oh” sounds she makes them back at me and
giggles. My wife also was able to catch a nice video of me throwing my head
back and laughing and Elizabeth doing the same thing. Don’t know why she
thought it was so funny, but I am a pretty goofy looking guy so I guess it
makes sense. I will be posting the video soon on the Fatterhood Facebook page,
try to ignore my massive man cans though.
She has
also started reaching for objects! Not just my beard any more, thank God! She
will roll over and see her ball or crinkly square and grab them. She really
loves her giraffe too. It is a super popular infant toy right now, I think its
name is Sophie and you can find these things everywhere. She loves to chew on
it and the squeeker makes her giggle. I don’t remember if we bought it or if it
was a gift, but I suggest that you pick one up if you are expecting, it is
worth every single penny. My wife is becoming increasingly certain that she will
have some teeth coming in soon too. She has started chewing on pretty much
everything and I can’t believe how something so tiny can produce this much
drool. Seriously, it’s like carrying around a tiny, hairless St. Bernard. Every
shirt that I own now has a nice little drool stain on it, which I must admit,
is markedly better than the spit-up stain that was there before.
Daycare
(or the CDC lab as I like to call it) has been going very well for Elizabeth. She
seems to do really well while she is there and we really like the teachers.
Apparently she has refused to show them that she rolls though and I am getting
the idea that the teachers think we are making it up. Bullshit! They still get
easy diaper changes! Not fair at all. One of my fatherhood fears has come true
though at daycare. I knew that if I had a little girl that I was going to have
to learn how to put together an outfit and eventually learn to do hair. Luckily
right now, she hardly has any hair and with as hot as it has been, onesies seem
to be the most comfortable for her. But as it turns out, the teachers have
already been able to figure out the days that Dad gets her ready. According to
my wife, they just assumed that she didn’t pick out the Teenage Mutant Ninja
Turtle outfit, or the Sandlot onesie that says “You’re killing me smalls”, or
any of the other goofy outfits that I find. I have a friend that has 1 little
girl of his own and 2 others from his partner’s previous relationship. This
dude is the Yoda of dads. He knows how to properly coordinate an outfit, he
taught himself how to French-braid, when the girls saw the new Star Wars movie
he learned how to do the triple bun that Rey wears! It appears as though I will
have to step-up my dad game as Elizabeth gets a little older. I don’t mind if
they figure out that Dad got her ready, I just don’t want it to be super
obvious.
It
really has been amazing how fast things change in a week and a half. Every
single day she learns something new. She accidentally discovered her toes today
and just stared at them confused for a few minutes. As an adult I have become
so jaded to discovering new things or for that matter, enjoying things that I
love anyways. I think I need to try to step back and see things through
Elizabeth’s eyes for a while. Every day is a new adventure, there is always
something new to discover or learn, and I need to enjoy the little things more
often. I think I will draw the line at giggling at my toes for 5 minutes
though, but maybe there is something there that I am just missing. Who knows?
Although
I am still nervous about the perils of fatherhood, so far the enjoyment that I
have gotten out of it far outweighs any of my doubts or fears. I must admit
that the newborn stage was not my favorite. We were still learning each other’s
rhythms, schedules, etc. but right now is just a blast. Seeing a personality
start to form is amazing! And now that she has some actual head control, I don’t
feel like I am trying to play with a porcelain doll any more. I am confident
that I will continue to make mistakes, but I don’t think that I will cause any
lasting harm either. I think I am finding my groove.
I have
a few other posts that are in draft form that I plan on getting out throughout
the week, so check back soon. Or…you can like Fatterhood on Facebook and I will
alert you. Shameless plug, I know. As always, thank you for reading and PROST!