Months and months of advice and coaching as to how life was going to be once we had this baby never told it straight: this is easy.
My life has been moving at a speed that is double what it used to be. All of the idle moments have been filled up with chores that there used to be plenty of time for. There is a constant fatigue. Even when I get enough sleep, the notion of "down time" is all put a memory. And yet, this is easy.
Our modest budget, which was predicated on trying to keep it so that only one of us would have to work full time, has gotten thinner and thinner. Treats that we so simple they barely used to need consideration now seem like luxuries. The iPhones, the Blue Ray player, the HD TV, the X Box which seemed just a pay check away, now seem like fantasies. And yet, this is easy.
It was never truly told to me how much I would love Elliott. I was told my life would change. I was told babies are amazing. I knew babies were cute and joyous, though I have never been one to ask if I can hold someone else's baby. I've been around enough babies to know the score. But I had never held Elliott before. I had never looked into the face of my son before. I had never known what it was like to love someone like that. I love my family. I love my wife. But I had no idea what it was like to love my child. And now... I know...
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