Holy Crap - I'm a Dad!

Not really a surprise, but today I saw some clear connections to the youth I can remember. My son was checking every room upstairs looking for his mom (at work) with great anticipation, until the room came up empty, then despair took over. He seemed utterly lost, even though I was there to comfort him. Tonight, for the first time, I think his object permanence took another step.

I am still able to distract and redirect him, so this didn't last forever. He was tired, and he was saying "night night" which is code for "go to sleep with mom". When she was nowhere to be found after multiple checks, he was crying and saying "ma ma... ma ma". That was heartbreaking.

Luckily, after a few laps, he let me bring him back downstairs. We put on the Lawrence Welk show (we're recording that to DVR now - it's amazing for inducing sleepy time) and he started to drift. With daylight savings, he was out by 6:30 pm.

I have recently realized that he's no longer a baby. We made it through the scary stuff and the sleepless nights with relatively little difficulty. We got a good one. He's a smart, sensitive, hilarious boy already, and even though we bought a new camera so we wouldn't miss it, I feel like the first part of his life went by too quickly. The photos we got - even the good ones - don't do justice.

Considering how many photos we've taken, I should probably post more of them. I'll get on that in the Flickr account one of these days. Until then...