Anxiously awaiting the birth of my second child, I am bored with anticipation. My wife and I are in a state of heightened expectation that at any moment we'll be rushing our first child off to a family member for care and eagerly launching ourselves into our next journey of parenthood.
Talking to her today, we annunciated that it feels like being a kid again where the next moment's action can't come fast enough. We have plenty of things to do. Adults should find it easy to fill up the time. We can't seem to recall where the time has gone. I have books to read, work to do, neglected exercise to put off; and heck if I don't still play video games. I know how to keep busy. But, starting something reminds me that what I really want to be doing is having a baby. Now, I lounge around hoping the next time I hop up will be to rush off to meet the needs of bringing home baby.
It's been a long time since feeling this childlike sense of boredom. The only thing to combat it is the event itself. Help me get there. I'm bored!
Monday, January 21, 2008
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