As I sit here counting down the days, hours, minutes, and seconds I’m am filled with a wide range of emotions. As some of you may know, we are expecting our third child literally any moment now. Shit that sounds crazy even when I type it, ‘third child’. It’s not like I’m not looking forward to having another mouth to feed, but man it is a mind trip. See the last time we had a baby was almost four years ago, four LONG years ago. A lot has changed in four years. Both my kids are potty trained and get their own clothes and wash themselves and feed themselves and pretty much know how to take orders haha. But now my dumbass is hoping right back into the frying pan with a new baby. I mean new new baby, like that weak neck can’t really tell what the hell it’s looking because their eyes just kind of float around type baby. What the fuck was I thinking??? Well I know what I was thinking but I was not thinking that that ‘thinking’ would lead to the whole baby thing. But that is always how it starts. We dumbass men start ‘thinking’ and then that ‘’thinking turns into acting and then we’re done ‘thinking’ and that whole acting part is already over. Yes, it’s been said a million times and it’s a million times true, we think with our ding dongs.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids and I’m sure I will love the next one. I can tell you that there won’t be a next next one though haha. Like with all things, it’s just different. We got comfortable with our lifestyle and got comfortable with where we were at in life. Not a bad thing at all but sometimes life has a funny way of giving you a good shot in the arm (or nuts). For me this time around I have struggled a little bit because of that comfort level that built up in my life. Not comfort in that I was doing the same thing day in and day out, but comfort that I had a plan that I was driving towards and didn’t think anything would affect that plan. Now just because we are taking on another poop machine that does not mean my/our plans have changed. I’m still trying to take over the world, it just means that now there is another level of difficulty to this plan. But as I always say, ‘nothing worth having should be easy.’
I’m looking forward to meeting my little A Boogie. I have all the wonder in the world of what she will look like and what her personality will be and how will she laugh or smile or YELL. I find it so amazing that I have done this dance two times before, but this still feels like the first time. I look forward to holding her in my arms, telling her that I will always have her back, that her daddy will give her the world, and then kissing her so gently on the forehead to seal the deal. They say that the girls will always have their father wrapped around their fingers, and I fight that tooth and nail but boy do these little ladies have my heart. My wife, A Bone, and now A Boogie. As our due date ticks nearer and nearer I feel those same goosebumps I did as a child walking out under the lights on a Friday night. The anticipation, the nerves, the determination, the heart, the fear, and love for what I’m about to do. See you soon young lady, welcome to the squad.
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