Well Hello there Blog Followers and other random Blog Finders – it’s been a minute!
Life has happened. Literally. My wife and I welcomed Dominic Christopher Signore to the world on October 9th 2013 @ 6:31am. The future world class athlete and all around good guy weighed in at 7 lbs 10 ounces. We are truly blessed. The little guy is quite the looker and already has the ladies swooning.
My wife had I have been super busy changing diapers, getting peed on, swaddling, doing laundry, cleaning dishes, making bottles and staying up all night…So my blogging time has been seriously cut into. Sorry…Dominic requires a lot of attention and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. But that’s ok! Cause he is cute and brings me joy deep down in my soul.
Anyways…. You know what I realized in the midst of my insomnia? Somethings stink… but while stinking can provide some completely surprising yet amazing feelings of joy that you never thought possible. Let me me explain…
Changing diapers stinks. Literally. I mean who wants to do that 10 times a day if they had the choice? I rather not have to deal with human waste ever if I didn’t have to…but guess what?! I have to…and that’s alright with me because Dominic needs me to. It stinks, I do it, and as crazy it might sound…I like it. Dude is 4 weeks old. I am his father…If I can do something (anything) that makes him a little more comfortable so that he can grow up and be a happy little baby person that I am happy to do it. Who knew!?
You know what else stinks? Not getting any sleep. I’m a sleeper…always have been. I need at least 8 hours to feel rested and function at a high level as a human being member of society. Welp, I haven’t had anything close to 8 hours since the little guy joined our family. I’ve been irritable…red eyed…over eating…and in a general haze for almost a month now. Stinks right? But…you guessed it…I’m happy to do what I need to do no mater what time it is. I’m exponentially happier working off 4 hours sleep with my little guy in this world than I was with 8-10 hours under my belt without him. You deal with it and you make sure your baby is taken care of. Doesn’t matter if it’s 4am…if he’s hungry…he’s going to eat. If he needs a fresh onesie and some socks…he’s going to get it. Being “tired” is so not an issue when you are taking care of a human being that is your flesh and blood. I never thought I’d say it…but sleep can be overrated. Would I love some uninterrupted zzzzzz right about now? Sure. But would I rather sit and rock with my guy and make funny faces at him while he stares at me for a few hours? Yup. That’s what caffeine is for.
It’s like “Chris – we get it, ok? Everyone says the same thing…”You never really know what it’s like to have a baby until you have one”.” YES…truer a statement has never been muttered – there really is no science to being prepared BUT I’m here to tell you, and other parents can attest, it’s much more than that. What it is, and what you can try to be prepared for, is the doing of things that straight up stink…and finding joy in said stinky things because you are doing it for your child. That’s something, right? When, where, how else can you ever imagine dealing with disgusting grossness while being totally sleep deprived and be 100%, unequivocally happy to do it all?
We have a lot more to do and learn (and I promise to not make this a Daddy blog btw) but I’m sure looking forward to what else parenthood brings our way. Even the stinky stuff.