Raising a newborn baby isn't easy, and it's even harder when you're home alone with him during the day, working at night, looking for a job, and trying to maintain a blog you hope will make money some day so you don't have to worry about two of those three things. Teaching Rocco to eat solid foods and changing his diaper three or four additional times a day as a result isn't easy, and not always fun, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
And watching him lay in his play pen motionless and in dreamland while I write this is even better.
People ask me, 'What's it like being a father,' and here's the best answer I can give, which may differ for anyone else. When you have a child that looks exactly like you, loves eating like you do, and just goes with the flow when girls try to kiss him, it's hard not to think that somehow, you've been reincarnated while still alive. I'm pretty sure my days are limited, but before I go, I just have to teach him how to be me, and with his, 'I'm the center of the universe' attitude, Rocco's already just about there. Up next: You're better and smarter than everyone else, too.
I'm going to try and maintain this blog as often as possible, but if it's a few days between posts, that's why. And hopefully, I have a lot of days left in my life, because how much better off is this world now that there's two of me?
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"...you've been reincarnated while still alive." LOVE IT.
ReplyDeleteand he does look exactly like you.
Bellano men, we all look the same. So he's going to look exactly like my dad one day. Probably should've name him Anthony ...
ReplyDeleteOh well.