Alright... this maybe a bit harsh... but mark my words. I really hope you had some really good and long nights of sleeping before your little devil comes into your life. Why? Well... because one way or the other, you won't get any in the first 3 months. Every single 3 hours he/she needs to be fed... ow that's easy you say? No... it's not. You think.. well 3 hours... minus 15 minutes feeding the kid... well... yes... but it also needs a good burp after it... and a clean diaper in advance and sometimes after feeding as well... after that, cleaning the bottle and preparing the next is essential... if you're lucky... the first weeks this will take you around 1,5 hours... but after a while it goes down to 45 minutes... i don't know how this is when the lady breastfeeds the kid, but that may cut it with at least half an hour. So if you really think it's easier to not breastfeed... think again... nothing is easy, unless you are lucky. But hey it's worth it! At least that's what you say afterwards... because when you are in the middle of it all you don't think it's worth it... you just keep saying that to hold on. And don't say this isn't so, i know how it is.
Well, but after 8 weeks of pulling yourself together you are realizing the kid sleeps longer and longer... and suddenly... it goes to sleep at around 11 pm and wakes up at 6 am... and let me tell you this... life just got better. Things go really fast-forward after this, you will get more energy and more response from your kid. It's the best there is. Trust me! Hold on to this when times get rough. In the end, i can honestly say... it's worth it.
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10 June 2015... i came home from work. Nothing really happened that day, just the average. My girlfriend was away for a day to visit her best friend. So i came home and she was already there... i just started cooking but she looked exited. So i asked her what was going on, she said. "i have a gift for you!" of-course this made me smile and said how nice this was of her and continued cooking because things would burn if i didn't. She wandered off until i was ready cooking. I put the plates with our diner on the table in front of the TV because we usually watch TV during diner. So i said: "eet smakelijk" (have a good meal) and wanted to start eating. "Wait!" she said. "don't you want to open your gift first?" well.. no. i repeated. can't we eat first? "no, i waited during cooking already so please open up." with a little reluctance i opened it... it was a piece of baby-clothing that said: Papa's kanjer (daddy's big guy) after this... my life stood upside down. i literally stopped and awed for at least 15 minutes...
And this is where the story begins. The Epic change of my life. 3 kilo's or pure love entered my life on the 4th of February. And is has never been the same since. First it felt like an adventure full of love and everybody came to congratulated us... gifts... there were a lot of gifts,cards, compliments, smiles, hugs and tears... it was a roller-coaster of emotions! We had a nurse taking care of us at home for 5 days... took some time off... but had to work again soon. And right at the moment i begun working again everything changed. Short nights, long hours of travelling in heavy traffic, work, adapting to a new style of living and no freedom all led to a depression-like state... it was hard. very hard. This was one of the lowest points I've been to in my life... but. After a huge fight with my girlfriend i started asking myself why i was in this state? I'm i doing something wrong? no. I think this is fairly normal for a guy who enjoys his freedom to go where he pleases and suddenly has to give up his free-roaming life. Now this sounds bigger then it actually was. I just overreacted. And then i realized that this little guy messed up my life, but made it better! I entered the life of being an actual grownup! So now i'm discovering life as a young father. I'm going to tell about all my findings and adventures. I hope you will enjoy reading! |