Life as a Father

Born in 1979

Time keeps relentlessly pushing forward, there’s no doubt about that.  It sometimes seems like just yesterday that it was 1997 and I was starting college, out on my own for the first time.  Or just yesterday it was 2001 and I was off to Europe to travel around for a few months before starting my first real job at a big international accounting firm.  But now it’s nearly 2012, I’m 32 years old, and time just keeps pushing ahead.

My daughter was born in June 2008 and it’s almost impossible to believe she’s three and a half years old already.  It seems like just yesterday she was a tiny infant who couldn’t even hold her head up, and now she’s running around kicking a soccer ball, memorizing 100 piece puzzles and using words like ‘indentation’ and ‘otherwise’ in a grammatically correct manner.

We have a new baby due any day now (could be today actually), and that is certain to change the dynamic of our family life.  We’ve all grown accustomed to it being “just the three of us” and now we all have to adapt.  Everyone is thrilled for the new addition, and my daughter is constantly talking about how she’s going to teach the baby this and that and how she’s going to be such a big helper.  That said, I’m sure there will be some jealousy, but we’re trying to make it as positive for her as possible.

Life at 32 as a father and a husband is really wonderful; I love spending time with my girls — I just wish I had more of it to spend with them.  Work takes up an immense amount of time, and I’m trying to build businesses of my own on the side, but it’s difficult to have the energy or inclination to devote the time when I just want to read to my daughter or watch a movie with my wife.

 

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