Wednesday, October 27, 2010

The Art of Patience

One of the most important things that any new father should learn is the art of patience. But patience is one of those things that can't be taught. And the Wifey knows very well how I deal with patience. But when it comes to babies, patience is just something that has to be realized. Babies don't have the privilege of understanding basic commands as soon as they are born. And since they can't talk and communicate, the only thing they know how to do is cry. And babies love crying. Now I will be honest, I've let the Baby cry a little longer than she needs to but it also lets me deal with my frustration and impatience. Really as cliche as it may sound, it's all about taking a deep breath and realizing that some things are out of your control. Fortunately for a baby their list of wants is not that long. They either want to be held, a diaper change, or to eat. Not an extensive list. Of course there are always the variables that come into play like teething and illness but that's why there is whiskey. But then you realize that you wish your child would exercise patience. They seem to be in a hurry to start moving around and learning new things. Sometimes the Wifey and I miss the days where the Baby would just lie there and the only moving she would do was to grab her toes. Now the Baby can't stay on her back for longer than two minutes without her crawling away. Of course to top it off, she is pulling herself up and standing. But what goes up, must come down and the Baby has already toppled a few times. I can see the bruises and Hello Kitty band aids in the near future.

One of the other big things to deal with is sharing. It's still a big adjustment for the Wifey and I to share our time with the Baby. We have had some nights out and it has been nice but I miss just spending time with my wife. She used to come home from work and she would throw all her stuff down and we would just lie on the couch and catch up on our shows. Now she throws her stuff down and grabs the Baby to feed her and then our night consists of watching the Baby and the "internets". I'll be honest, I love the Baby and how much she changed our lives for the better and I can't wait to hold her and play with her but as she is growing up and consuming more of our time, I can't help but miss my wife. I guess I just have to be patient for my turn again.

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