I never could have imagined how joyful a thing it is.
If you've known me for any length of time before becoming a parent, you'd know that I'd never been fond of babies. To be fair - I actively disliked / feared them. They were bewildering things which would decalcify your spine with their screams and expel vile matter on you from any number of orifices ( often simultaneously ! ).
During Viv's pregnancy I had pretty much steeled myself for a long, hard, grueling haul of care afterwards - and when the child was a couple of years old, THEN it would be a happy time.
I really didn't expect to be so attached to Angelo as quickly as I was ( instead of years - it was hours ). I had once ( internally ) scoffed at the talk of 'how amazing' a smile was from a baby. Now I know better.
It is hard at times ( it's awful when he cries and cries and CRIES and you don't know what's wrong or how to make him STOP... ), and certainly it's poor Viva who has to deal with more hard times than I.
But I miss him heaps when I'm at work.
And while, on some level, I am biologically hard-wired to feel this way at an evolutionary level - I really don't care.
I just feel very fortunate to have such a happy, healthy little guy.
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2 comments:
That's an awesome post. Hooray for parenthood!
Thanks Matt ! Hooray indeed !
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