It's been a little over seven years since I have posted a new blog entry. I don't expect even the most ardent of followers are waiting on the edge of their seat for another installment. Nevertheless, I felt the urge to follow up the last post "Seven Things I've Learned in Seven Months" with an update. Better late than never.
Here is a list of seven things I've learned in the seven years since becoming a father:
- That beautiful, sweet girl from a few years ago has been replaced by a mouthy, brat with an attitude that sometimes tests my reluctance to go to jail.
- A houseful of females can get quite tense long before 3/4 of them even have periods. Gives new meaning to PMS (PRE-menstrual).
- Sometimes (far too often) I see or hear myself in one of my kids.
- Sometimes, I see or hear my mom come right out of my mouth.
- No one can hurt me quite like my kids.
- I owe my mom so many apologies. How I wish I could.
- I have learned a great deal but I still have so much to learn.
And because we all know that I can't count... or stick to anything... (and to continue with the precedent that I set with the last list...) possibly the biggest revelation of all:
My greatest fears are all about my kids. I'm counting this as one thing but it has subsets...
- How badly am I screwing up these humans?
- How did my mother survive my childhood/teen years?
- How do I balance the need to protect and keep them safe with the knowledge that they need to play and interact with others and make choices and learn consequences?
These are all questions, so maybe this is the wrong blog for them. Maybe in seven more years, I'll have those answers and can write another.
