Haveababyitsagirl

So they say a baby will change you, they are right. I don't like to listen to people but I have to give it to them, they are right. Pretty much all of you were right. Even the stupid sitcoms were right. Everyone was right that already had kids. It is hard to explain how incredibly it impacts your life. One day your wife is miserable and can't sleep and the next, you both cant sleep (dad still sleeps "better" than mom.)

I don't think we could have had a better baby. I know everyone says that, but I look forward to picking up the little spittle machine everyday and listening to her "sing" along to poker face. That is, pathetically enough, the highlight of my day (I sing too.)

I use to plan my after work goals around projects on the house, now my goal is to make B giggle. I would like to know if there is anything, other than hard drugs, that can make you completely forget about your day than making a baby giggle. There is nothing. My hypothesis is that baby spittle is like the mashed potato structure in Encounters of the third kind. Once you have a baby, you can think of nothing else.

If there is anything I love more than a spittling baby, its a sleeping baby. I guarantee there is nothing better than the moment your baby puts her head down on your shoulder. It is the best feeling you have ever had. (That sentence put my brain in a weird spin but I stand by it.) When that baby connects with you and giggles at you and then puts her head down on your shoulder, done. You are done, screwed, I'm not sure how you'd get out of this one. It's gonna be costly, no doubt about it.

Plate's Full

So we now have a gorgeous new baby. She is 4 1/2 months old and I can't imagine or remember what it was like with out her. Her name is Birkley (Birks for short.) There have plenty of projects on the house to keep us busy. We have friends and family spread from Spokane to Minnesota and down to Arizona that we would love to spend time with. At this point in our life, time is commodity that is hard to come by. I am sure it only gets harder to come by.

We visited my grandparents today. After hearing them talk about how fast time goes, I am starting to get it. We have all heard this from our parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents, and great grand parents. From my "research" this is what I have found:

-The older you are, the faster time goes

-The more kids you have, the faster time goes

-The happier you are, the faster time goes

-The busier you get, the faster time goes

This must be some kind of grand joke

Many people base happiness on a relation of time and prosperity (growing old and being wealthy.) For most of us, normal everyday life means working to achieve a goal. Time is arbitrarily attached to that goal, meaning we will be happy once we reach the goal of prosperity. This has to be a "soft" goal. I don't think anyone has ever reached their prosperity goal, there is always room to improve, especially if you are successful. Here comes the punch line surrounded by an oxymoron. If you are driven enough to go 100% toward your goal, you are missing on the family time. If you are driven to go 100% toward family time, you might miss any other "goal" you may have. The key, to me anyway, is to find the right formula. Family, of course comes first, but you need to have enough drive to reach the other goals to support the primary goal of the family. At this point my head itches. Good luck.