My agenda for today, a solid workout on our gym, then blowing snow off the driveway and finally, relaxation time with the Mom-to-be, and her brother, Josh, who is visiting our little zoo and adding a visiting zoo creature of his own, Caleb the black lab. I guess I better think about cleaning up that snow. How awesome is that? You may never meet another who loves to fire up the snowthrower as much as I do (maybe Tim “the Tool Man” Taylor, more power!!!). Yes, we DO love snow in our little neighborhood. We want more snow!
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Happy New Year!
Today begins our weblog, something I thought about, but never got around to doing. I am off work for the New Year's holiday, and we are enjoying the tail end of a snowstorm, so i thought, why not? This snowfall was a geeky 98-pound weakling as snowstorms go. We got five inches of snow. Curses! We wanted snow measured in FEET! Whatever happened to the shut-down-the-state blizzards I recall from childhood when everyone was snowed in for at least a day or two? Old memories often bring exaggerations of reality, and memories receding into the innocence of a youngster’s past make childhood events all the grander, but I still wish for enough snow to be able to look down on my house from atop the smaller snowdrifts... just like “the olden days”, or in hopeful daydreams of how I wanted it to be in days gone by.
I am going to be a father sometime this month. Heather is in her 36th week of pregnancy, though lately more than a few people have declared that the doctor's estimation of her due date is off by a few weeks. The role of fatherhood looks easy as viewed from the outside, when it is somebody else’s problem and privilege. As the thrill of parenthood grows near, what person, generally considered rational and not too far from sanity, as I like to consider myself somewhat sane on most days, would NOT have at least a hint of trepidation looking at the big picture and asking questions. I cannot help wondering, "Can I handle this? Will I be a good father? How will we make ends meet? And, will the Minnesota Vikings EVER win 3 games in a row again?” I am not going to be so boldly presumptuous as to imagine the Vikings victors in the big game, not in one lifetime. But for my kids... I can hope.
I keep expecting Heather to go into labor at any moment. I assume any first-time prospective father would be that way. I am energized, thinking about the upcoming changes, seeing the baby developing day by day, and, watching Heather, the glowing Mommy-to-be, and how idyllic our lives really are. We are blessed beyond belief! This is the addition that will make our zoo a full house. Then again, we hope to have several children and so we may find ourselves one animal short of an Ark with this baby. Still, we must take one thing at a time. The resounding truth reverberating in my brain like a mantra, butterflies in the stomach, giddy like a child as Christmas draws near, is the reality that has been making itself at home in the corner of my mind… I am going to be a Daddy.
Welcome to our blog. Happy New Year..
I am going to be a father sometime this month. Heather is in her 36th week of pregnancy, though lately more than a few people have declared that the doctor's estimation of her due date is off by a few weeks. The role of fatherhood looks easy as viewed from the outside, when it is somebody else’s problem and privilege. As the thrill of parenthood grows near, what person, generally considered rational and not too far from sanity, as I like to consider myself somewhat sane on most days, would NOT have at least a hint of trepidation looking at the big picture and asking questions. I cannot help wondering, "Can I handle this? Will I be a good father? How will we make ends meet? And, will the Minnesota Vikings EVER win 3 games in a row again?” I am not going to be so boldly presumptuous as to imagine the Vikings victors in the big game, not in one lifetime. But for my kids... I can hope.
I keep expecting Heather to go into labor at any moment. I assume any first-time prospective father would be that way. I am energized, thinking about the upcoming changes, seeing the baby developing day by day, and, watching Heather, the glowing Mommy-to-be, and how idyllic our lives really are. We are blessed beyond belief! This is the addition that will make our zoo a full house. Then again, we hope to have several children and so we may find ourselves one animal short of an Ark with this baby. Still, we must take one thing at a time. The resounding truth reverberating in my brain like a mantra, butterflies in the stomach, giddy like a child as Christmas draws near, is the reality that has been making itself at home in the corner of my mind… I am going to be a Daddy.
Welcome to our blog. Happy New Year..
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