I’ve officially awarded hero status to all of those daily-posting parents. I’m not one of them. I thought I would be, but then came the stark realization that being first-time parents — at least for us — means barely enough time to shower some mornings, let alone open the laptop, log onto WordPress, formulate some witty and read-worthy post, and click “publish.” It’s all a little much when it’s Friday morning and you realize you haven’t washed your hair in three days (OK, that only happened once…but once was more than enough!). What I have had time for lately is getting to know one cool little dude.
When I was pregnant with “the Bean,” Marc and I used to sit in bed at night and wonder what he would look like. And now we sit and stare with amazement at this little person who we’ve known for such a short time but can’t remember what it felt like before he arrived. Everyone has their own opinion about who Max looks like. Most people say he’s the perfect blend of the two of us — hmm…genetics are a crazy thing, yes? — although a few people swear that he looks “just like” one or the other of us. I can’t remember who said it, but someone once commented, “He looks like Max,” and I agree.
The craziest thing about being a new parent, though, is the sudden realization that time is so fleeting. Even when the three of us were in the throes of Max’s worst reflux, and the days and nights seemed endless, time itself passed so quickly. First we counted in days, then weeks, then months. And now — just six seven nineteen twenty-five months later — it’s almost hard to remember how it felt to hold Max when he was just a tiny little 6 lb. 14 oz. guy. In some ways, it makes me want to squeeze him extra tight, although I know it won’t stop the second hand.
So what’s new with us, besides waxing poetically on the passage of time? Tons! Max is a rockstar, and we are his groupies! It’s amazing to watch each day bring a new discovery…a new trick. He’s a bundle of personality — and a total ham! During my maternity leave, I was offered a position at our church and decided that I wouldn’t return to my previous job. Besides a million other wonderful reasons for taking the position, the real clincher was that Max could join me at the office each day. So on Cinco de Mayo two years ago (2008), we loaded up the car and started our new adventure together. Almost two years later, we’re still plugging away each day at Broadway…Max running the show while I follow his commands. (This is only partially a joke!)
With all of that said, here I am…vowing to try harder to spend a few moments on WordPress now and again to keep tabs on the amazing journey that each day with Max brings. If nothing else, our recent adventures in potty training should be pretty classic material!
