I’ve lost track of weeks. So I’m going to stop trying. Von Bebe is 4 months, 4 days old.
Starting today, I am a full time
stay-at-home-dad (SAHD) for about 3 months.
My job rocks. I work for a
college so I already get summers off, and I was able to split my FMLA leave so I get another month off now. This works out really
great because my wife goes back full time starting tomorrow.
However, this puts the two of us in an
awkward position. Whereas I am excited to
spend the days with my daughter, my wife is really struggling with going back
full time. For about half a second, we
actually considered the option of her quitting to permanently be a stay-at-home-mom. But this would be difficult as we’ve
gotten really used to the double income.
Plus, as difficult as it is, we both really love our jobs. The work is very satisfying and we do really
cool stuff! I don’t think either one of
us would last very long as stay-at-home-parents.
Despite how awesome my job is, it is the
nature of my work to keep me away in the evenings for 2 weeks at a time four times throughout the year. Which is why there has been very
little from me over the last week. Those
weeks were already hard. Now that I have
a daughter along with a perfect wife, they seem agonizing. I’m already trying to figure out what I’m
going to say to her when I’m working over Halloween and can’t go trick or
treating with her.
This being a father thing is difficult. And it is impossible to do it without being
as ass at one time or another.
Oh, and I totally nicked her with nail
clippers today. Yeah. That sucked, too. And my wife blames me for teaching her to spit.
