There’s this rumor going around that women tend to bond with their soon-to-be-born child, while the child is still in the womb. I think this is crazy-talk! How in the world can you bond with someone when you can’t talk, can’t touch, and can’t see them. OK, well maybe they can touch them, but how in the world can you bond with a little fetal-critter?
Even after my children were born, it took me a couple of minutes to get used to the idea that this new creature would be a part of our family. Well, it’s not like I’m going to take them back or anything, but people have to earn respect in my world. This is a meritocracy at it’s most dysfunctional.
My Darling Daughter has been a spark in my life since she was born. My Smiley Son has taken a bit more time to grow on me. Given that I was in the middle of a major career change, cross-country move, and house-selling/buying adventure during his birth-month may explain some of that. However, that as all slowed down now.
Our Smiley Son started to crawl about a month ago and he’s really getting around now. He is so much fun to watch him make choices: “Should I go in and check out the dirty toilet? Or should I go in and lick the dog? Hmmmm…” But the most fun thing is when he comes over, grabs my ankle, and reaches up to me. Let the bonding begin!
Recently he has taken to giving me coy smiles across the room, and when I give him attention he immediately looks over to his Mommy as if to say, “Did you see that?!”
Tonight, we had some friends over for dinner. At the dinner table, my Smiley Son would catch me expounding on some great topic and laugh out loud! That’s right, he made his daddy proud with a great big belly-laugh – reserved just for me. It was so fun!
There is no wonder as to why I love being a Dad! I know I’m falling in love all over again.